I love you with all of my heart and I really wanted to make a fantastic cake for your first birthday.
That said, your mommy is NO BAKER. The entire house smells like smoke and Claire is running around in a panic. Thank goodness mommy hired a maid to come tomorrow or we might never use the oven again.
Next year, we will try to get your Aunt Chelle out here to bake a cake that doesn’t overflow like lava in the oven and sink like the Titanic when I bring it out to the counter to cool.
But don’t worry! I will get you something sweet to smear all over your little face tomorrow!
Hugs and Kisses,