hooray for cake

money can't buy a cake like this one

Yesterday when I arrived home from running errands, the kids were in the kitchen concocting a secret treat for me, supervised by Daddy. I was required to shield my eyes and divert my attention elsewhere until the project was complete. Here is the result, a gorgeous, soon-to-be-tasted marble birthday cake. What a lovely gift from the team of baking experts living at our house. They were so excited to be doing this special thing for me. 

I know just how they felt. When I was a kid, I remember riding my bike across town to Auntie Ginger's house, where she helped me to make a surprise birthday cake for my mom. The thrill of baking and decorating that cake was enormous, I couldn't wait to give it to Mom. Today, as I sneak a little tast of the marble frosting, my heart fills with gratitude and I know for the first time just how pleased and amazed my mom must have been with her own little girl.