Have Your Sarcasm, And Eat It Too!

I am usually a thoughtful gift giver.  I will sometimes think of a gift, and file it away in my brain to use at a later date.  The one elusive recipient I have is Roon. 
The problem with Roon is that he is not into material things.  He would also much rather spend money on things we need as a family, than on things for himself.  Because of this, he never requests presents, or even hints at something by saying "someday I'd really like a..." fill in the blank. 
Normally, this wouldn't bother me, but since he has our anniversary, Father's Day, and his birthday all within a month, it makes it kinda tricky to get creative with every present.  Heck fire!  By the end of Christmas, I'm usually completely out of ideas. 
Over the last 10 years, I have had several shining moments as a gift giver (the Christmas I made him cry with frames I made to be from the kids) and some that were not so shining (the birthday I gave him a bunch of kids board games, because I was baby hungry and I had no other ideas). 
This year, I threw in the towel early.  Right before Father's Day, I announced to Roon the one and only gift idea I had.  I told him that if he got it for Father's Day, I would need more suggestions before his birthday, or he would have to shop for himself. 
He didn't believe me.
For 2 weeks, every time I would mention his birthday, he would turn into a grump. 
Finally, a couple days before, I told him that he had to give me input on at least something. 
"What do you want for dinner?"
"I don't know."
"Well, what about a cake?"
"What about it?"
"Well, do you WANT a cake?  If you do, do you want an ice cream cake, a cake from Walmart, do you want me to make a nice carrot cake with cream cheese frosting?"
(I was being completely sarcastic.  I tried to pick the most random kind of cake in a box I could think of, just to prove a point, that he had any and all options open to him.)
"Hmmm.  It's been a while since I've had carrot cake, I think that sounds kinda good, actually."
Mmmmkay.
Feeling like a total and complete failure, because not only did he pick the easiest dinner I can make, but he also picked a homemade cake...from a box.  I decided I was going to at least make the cake something I could be proud of, so I could present it to him, with all the flare of "The Ace of Cakes". 
I baked the cake, and set aside about 1/4 of the icing, and dyed it blue.  I got out my fancy cake decorating tools (a Ziploc bag) and set to work.

VOILA!!!

Obviously...the kids helped me a little bit(Sissy helped spread the white frosting, and Bug was in charge of the sprinkles), but most of that, is MY handiwork.  
I'm considering taking this up as a new career...