Thus started the tradition that turned junior mints into spots on lady bugs and oreo crumbs into dirt to be moved by mini backhoes, or gummy worms recreating lava flow down a volcano. Last year, my son didn't care what was on his cake or how it looked as long as I made it. You many remember the angry bird cake of yester-year.
As you may recall, I'm not engineer and that's why the angry birds are really crushing the pig, because the pig couldn't support their weight. I had similar malfunctions creating my dragon.