Cake of Awesomeness

Last night I accidentally deleted all the pictures off my camera. I was quite bummed, as all the photos of the gorgeous cake my mother slaved over had been on there, as well as the pictures from when Benjamin was up in August. Luckily, my father had taken some pics and though they aren't as spiffy as mine were and I look mildly ridiculous in each one, they are proof that the cake existed! It reminded me of Van Gogh. The frosting was lemon. I ate the last piece today, and it was glorious.