As you can see, her hands and face are covered in powder. She also had it all over her legs and feet. I asked what she was doing and she said "I made a cake." Here's the conversation:
B: I made cake.
M: You did?
M: Where did you make a cake?
B: In the room.
M: What kind of cake is it?
B: Blue no orange *giggle giggle giggle*
She proudly shared her technique of putting powder on a paper towl then placing the paper towel into the oven to cook.
I'm still not entirely sure where she got the powder. I have yet to find the container anywhere. Ahh, the joys of parenthood. Chris video taped the conversation. If I can figure out how to get it on here, I'll share.