We tried, more than once, to get Millie to smash her cake.
She wasn't afraid of the cake- there were no tears. She just didn't really care...
And she's gone.
Nope. Third try:
She still wasn't into it. So I dipped her toes in icing (just because I can), and we called it a wrap.
Cousins who were more than willing to help out.
It was still a beautiful day, messy cake or not.