And, because I wanted to help, it made sense for me to bake a cake and drive it to St. Louis. Right? Makes perfect sense to me. Throw the layers in the back of the Tahoe, blast the A/C and get on up there.
So, after a 10 hour drive, I arrived at Mom and Dad's, had dinner with the parents and my sister, Maggie, her husband and 2 kids, then over to Linda's with the cake to hang out. You see, when you live 600+ miles away from your 5 sisters, you want to see as much of them as possible when you are in the same town.
The next day I made the frosting and iced the enormous carrot cake but did not know that Linda's daughter, Jenelle (an aspiring pastry chef), was preparing a surprise for Linda. A beautifully decorated cake.
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