Why Didn’t I inherit my Mother’s talent?


Well, here it is–one of my first attempts at decorating a cake. Erin, bless his heart–volunteered me to make a cake for his teacher’s retirement party that they are having tomorrow. My mom was such a masterful decorator–what on earth happened to me? In our case, the apple did fall from the tree!

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One thought on “Why Didn’t I inherit my Mother’s talent?

  1. We had the most beautiful wedding cake you could imagine. Whoever decorated it should have won an award. It was also the worst tasting thing I have ever eaten and let me tell you growing up in Iceland I have eaten some horrid things.It’s what’s on the inside that counts. Besides, I think you did a great job.oh, and yes, I read your blog!

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