.... here's how it went down after I posted last night. My amazing 21 year old son came home from the SL Temple all adorable and spiritual and wonderful - to find his mom - standing over the stupid Bundt Pan at 11:30 PM with half of the cake on the plate - and half still in the pan... and saying no no no no no no no no no no no no no - in an unusual unmedicated sort of rambling. I decided to put the pan back over the cake and leave it until morning - and then just make a new cake. When I woke up this morning early, there was my cake, pieced together, perfectly, (ok - so it needed a little extra frosting, ok a LOT of extra frosting on on side) by my son, who absolutely KNEW that I would have a melt down this morning. I'm pretty sure - I NO DOUBT have the winning story, if not the winning cake. Thank You Ryan - for seeing past all of the things in your life, and taking a moment to fix mine. You are my winner. Contest at 6 - maybe I'll post pictures!! ?? if there's any left....
25 Years
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Aw, that's a good son :)
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