If there was one thing my son could bring on a deserted island, it would probably be pizza.
The kid lives for pizza. In fact, whenever the doorbell randomly rings, he thinks it's the pizza guy and he starts to do a little dance.
So it only made sense when I asked him what kind of party he wanted to have, that he said he wanted a pizza party. I really enjoyed planning the party, as well as making the cake. It was really easy, I just went and bought a bunch of pizza boxes and filled them with play dough and plastic playdough cutters that resemble pizza cutters, and little wooden rolling pins and aprons.
The little pizza boxes are little cakes, and the pizza on the very top is made of fondant.