
Ethan found a picture of a cake in a magazine and just had to have it for his birthday. He talked & talked about his train cake. It did not look too hard, so I though

t, why not? WOW! little did I know that it was an 8 hour cake! I spent 4 or 5 hours putting the train together. Now that includes running back to the store for a missing cookie type and making the frosting, but still! I was glad I started it the night before. But he REALLY liked it. All of my birthdays were always swimming parties, so the only way I distinguish them are the incredible cakes my mom made. Hopefully, mine will remember them to. Building on to the tradition!
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