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Informationen zum Autor From cupcakes to ice cream and donuts! When she's not daydreaming about yummy snacks, Coco Simon edits children's books and has written close to one hundred books for children, tweens, and young adults, which is a lot less than the number of cupcakes, ice cream cones, and donuts she's eaten. She is the author of the Cupcake Diaries, the Sprinkle Sundays, and the Donut Dreams series. Her newest series is Cupcake Diaries: The New Batch. Klappentext For as long as Katie can remember! it's just been her and her mom. But that's about to change. First her mom gets a boyfriend. And then Katie gets an e-mail from her dad! whom she's never met! saying he wants to get together. Katie's not sure she's ready for so much change in her life. Katie’s New Recipe CHAPTER 1 It’s a Cupcake Code Red! Make me a doggy! Make me a doggy!” I started to sweat as the adorable five-year-old in front of me looked up with pleading eyes. I knelt down and waved a round helium balloon in front of his face. “It’s not the kind of balloon that you can make into animals,” I said, using my sweetest voice. “It’s just a regular, fun, yellow balloon, to match the cupcakes! See?” I pointed to the cupcake table across the small yard, where my friends Alexis and Emma were busy placing dozens of yellow and green cupcakes on matching paper plates. The little boy’s lower lip quivered. “But . . . I . . . want . . . a . . . doggy!” Then he began to bawl. Panicked, I turned to my best friend, Mia, who was filling balloons behind me. “Mia! We’ve got a code red!” I cried. “Katie, what’s wrong?” Mia asked. I pointed to the sobbing boy. “He wants a dog-shape balloon. I don’t know what to do.” Mia quickly retrieved a black marker from her bag under a table and took the balloon from my hand. The marker squeaked as she drew a cute doggy face on the balloon, complete with droopy ears and a tongue sticking out. Thank goodness for a friend who can draw! She handed it to the boy. “How’s this?” she asked. The boy stopped crying. “It’s a doggy! Woof! Woof!” Happy again, he ran off. I let out a sigh. “Mia to the rescue! Thank you. I knew this wasn’t going to be easy. Running a party for a bunch of five-year-olds? It’s much easier when we bake the cupcakes, serve the cupcakes, and then get out.” A while ago, my friends and I had started a Cupcake Club. We’d turned it into a pretty successful business, baking cupcakes for all kinds of parties and events. “It’s like Alexis said, it’s healthy to branch out,” Mia pointed out. “We’re making a lot more money by running the games and activities.” I gazed around the yard. We had worked hard on this cupcake-themed party for a five-year-old girl named Madison. Last night we were up late baking cupcakes in Madison’s favorite colors, yellow and green. This morning we got up early (which I never like to do on a Saturday) to set things up. We had a table where the kids could decorate their own cupcakes. Later, we were going to set up the stuff for the games. We took regular party games and cupcaketized them. You know, instead of Hot Potato, we were going to play Pass the Cupcake. And instead of a donkey, kids could pin a cherry on top of a giant picture of a cupcake. It was going to be fun, but it was definitely a lot of work. “Well, money isn’t everything,” I declared. “If Alexis wants us to do this stuff so bad, she can come over here and make balloons. I’m going to go work at the cupcake table. At least I know what I’m doing there.” “Aw, come on, Katie, balloons are fun!” Mia said, bopping me over ...
