A packet of desiccated coconut

Well I have thought about starting a web log thousands of times, but never thought I would actually get down to it.....well never say never. Let's see how it goes, as I'm completely new to this all. And let's also see how far I get. I think I should commit to writing a weekly blog, rather than ad hoc, because that would mean never!
As the title suggests, my two current "interests" or activities that occupy the majority of my life at the present time, are my two lovely kids, and the cooking that goes on in my kitchen.

In fact, as I type, I have a cake cooling in its tin on the kitchen worktop. It smells heavenly, and I can't wait to try it to see how it has turned out, because I invented it from scratch. Not really, but I took 6 cake recipes and then combined and altered them to my liking. I did this all because of a packet of desiccated coconut which I found in my larder, nearing its expiry date. I love coconut in all kinds of dishes, sweet and savoury, and I became determined to put this packet to good use before it expired. I also had some other ingredients that I wanted to use up, like polenta, and some eggs and milk nearing expiry.
I felt like eating coconut cake, so I googled, desiccated coconut cake and came up with 6 different recipes. Some made with ground almonds, some with semolina and some flour-less cakes.
I liked the idea of flour-less, so I made up my own bespoke cake mix, using my own bespoke measurements and came up with the one now cooling. I must wait till it completely cools, because in my previous experiences, my own impatience, led me to turn out the cake while it was still too hot, causing it to break, collapse or burn my mouth tasting it. But I can't wait any more, I'm going to taste it now while it's still in the tin.
Wow, it tastes as heavenly as it smells. Wow I could eat the whole cake. And it has just dawned on me that I didn't even write down the quantities of the ingredients I used, and I cannot remember them! How am I going to ever repeat this cake? I know I used 3 eggs. I am going to have to resort to fishing the packets out of the bin to see how much the full packet weighed, and then guestimate the quantity used in the cake. Greeeaaat.
But I am so satisfied that this cake is a success. A delicious, heavenly success.

I don't really like the word 'kids', but used it for the purpose of the title of the blog, as ''Children and the Kitchen'' doesn't sound as good. I prefer the word 'children', as it has a sound of innocence to it, whereas 'kids' sounds more unruly. Offspring is the worst though! Or issue! Whatever they are called, they are my world. My little girl, R, is nearly four, but she would correct me if she could read what I've just written, saying she is not a little girl, but just a girl, and she is already four. Her next birthday she insists she will be turning six, and when I question her about the missing age five, she says I'm wrong.
My little boy, K, is nearly 2, and does not have enough vocabulary or sense to think otherwise.
R is now begging me for a slice of cake....and her verdict is ''wonderful''!