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That’s two 9x13 cakes piled on top of each other. It didn’t look too great because DH asked for white glaze, which I just couldn’t make look normal. It tasted good, though! We made predictions as to when it would be gone. Oldest Daughter predicted Tuesday at 6:20 AM. She leaves for school at 6:35 AM. She won, triumphantly.
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3 comments:
DH??
Ha! The post-it note cracked me up. It must have been tasty!
Oh, honey, we are cake-decorating soul sisters!
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