I was baking my sweet husband a cake the other night. Just as I was about to ice the cake we had a knock at the door. My friend Tori stopped by to pick something up. I was so excited to see her, as were the puppies, that I got distracted as I was talking to her. I totally forgot about the cake when all of a sudden we heard a noise that sounded like the glass pan ever so gently knocking on the concrete
countertops that we have. Sure enough when Andy rounded the corner this is what he found...
I will give you two guess at who the
culprit was, and as a hint one of them is still a little too short to reach inside something on the counter. The short one is also to clumsy and no way she could have been that discrete.
After all that, I just iced the cake, munched out piece and all... then gave Andy a piece...
love always,
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