My children have an icing problem. They can taste it from the can, sure, but they really want it off a cake. I have serious problems defending icing, cakes in general, from demanding little fingers. Well like I told you, I made Jackson's sixth birthday cake yesterday. I defended it all night and morning. It was intact when I set it on the table at Chuck E Cheese's. Moments later a strange little boy came up and swiped a fingerful of icing. I kid you not.