The cake withstood the wish-making and candle-blowing but began to fall apart soon after the cake-cutting. Oh well, it did taste sooooo gooood!!!!!
As per family tradition, Bishop got to choose the menu for the evening. He chose stuffed sopaipillas. I couldn't get a single one of them to fluff properly. Despite the imperfections, they were devoured; just as the aforementioned perfectly imperfect cake was. After dinner came gift opening From Grandmama, Aunt Christie, et al. he received an insect identification kit complete with a magnifying glass and an insect guidebook. I see lots of buggy fun when spring arrives.