So it isn't any big secret that birthday cakes are crazy important to me. I thought about making Connor's cake before we left Boise and taking it with us on the plane, but realized that was insane because I would have to make the frosting and bring a cooler and that seemed to be a bit much. I was certain we would be able to find a rocking bakery close by, but we didn't have much luck so we picked up this cake at Trader Joes. And I felt a little sheepish. But, much to our surprise, it was divine. We gobbled it up. Connor had to pretend he was blowing out candles, which struck him as amusing. We went back to Trader Joes today and they were all of the cakes. So for us it was truly a one of a kind cake. Made just for him. And lovingly defrosted by me. Go me.
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