Unfortunately for our daughter, her birthday came at a really busy time for us here in Moscow. So, after realizing Mom was never going to make her cake, she finally made it herself. Don't think I didn't feel like the worst mom in the world after seeing what she came up with while I was out at yet another dinner or reception. Or after I destroyed any sense of pride she felt in her efforts with my cruel laughter. At least I didn't make her pose with it. It did taste quite yummy, however.
Mommy loves you!
