I recently introduced DIL#1 to a site that shows photos of cake wrecks of the I'm-so-glad-it-didn't-happen-to-me variety.
So when she turned up with the cake for Son#5's twenty-first birthday party she commented that she hoped it wouldn't end up on said site.
Not likely. This cake was so impressive that everyone wanted to take photos.
Son#5, while reluctant at first to have a party, seemed to enjoy himself even if it was only because he got to meet The Most Adorable Granddaughter#6.
So when she turned up with the cake for Son#5's twenty-first birthday party she commented that she hoped it wouldn't end up on said site.
Not likely. This cake was so impressive that everyone wanted to take photos.
And no one wanted to be the one to cut it.
Son#5, while reluctant at first to have a party, seemed to enjoy himself even if it was only because he got to meet The Most Adorable Granddaughter#6.
And while there were a few spills, and The Most Adorable Granddaughter#5 almost got to the cake before anyone else (and then promptly stuck her finger into the cheesecake), and it rained heavily (with accompanying thunder and lightening), I can honesty say that there were no wrecks of any kind tonight.
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