A friend of mine baked me a cake to celebrate the birth of my first child, our baby girl. It was a beautifully decorated cake, almost too good to eat… but eat it we did, and dang, was it good.
I was quite touched by my friend’s gesture. Each person who came to visit crossed our threshold with a gift for our baby, but few brought anything for us – and certainly nothing as awesome a personalized, homemade sheet cake.
I’m not so sure ‘touched’ is the emotion I’d be feeling, however, if someone bestowed a cake of this magnitude upon me:
On the one hand, it’s kind of totally awesome; the attention to detail is impressive. But, on the other hand – holy crap, that cake is crowning.
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Oh, good lord. I think that thing might be possessed.
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My first thought was, she’s in the stranded beetle position! It’s much more comfortable on all fours. Now THAT would be an interesting cake…
Steph
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umm…. poor baked mommy
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Wowzers. That is, um, wow.
I wonder if it is red velvet cake? For realism when you cut into it?
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Seriously?! Wow. I’m kind of disturbed. I don’t think I could eat the baby or the nethers. Is that just me?
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That cake can only be considered awesome if it was given to a woman in the middle of labor – now that’s cake dedication.