I was in 1st grade. I was turning seven. I was so excited. We went to the store to pick it up. I had picked it out at the bakery weeks before. My birthday party was that day with my friends & I was so so excited to show them this beautiful cake that I just loved so much. It was in the shape of a rainbow with clouds at the bottom. All the colors of the rainbow had been painted on just perfect. The clouds looked soft & flowy. I think they were marshmallow cream. When my Mom & I got home, I jumped right out of the car. I told my Mom that I wanted to carry my cake inside. I remember her looking at me asking me if I was sure I wanted to do that. I got the cake out of the car. It was in one of those big white cake boxes. I walked across the driveway. Right before you get to the sidewalk that leads up to the front door, there are two steps you have to go up. Well. . . I forgot about those steps. I went flying one way & the cake the other way. The cake landed upside down. Just perfect. I was devastated!! My beautiful cake was ruined. But luckily I have a wonderful patient Mom. She walked up to me, put her arms around me & told me everything would be alright. And it was. She picked up the cake, took it inside, & fixed it up as best as she could. I just remember being in awe & loving her so much. She fixed up the cake & it looked great. Luckily no one even noticed.
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