It totally fell apart when I took it out of the pan. Like 5 pieces.
My mom, the wonderful woman that she is, burned her fingers getting it back together, and “pasted” it with some icing. #1 did the sprinkles, so that sort of saved it.
Wow! It’s pretty bad, isn’t it?
The cake was for #1’s birthday party celebration. She started the day off opening presents. She was very excited. She wore her birthday crown in the morning.
After dinner, we had some cake. At least it tasted good. Much better than it looked!