T’was the night before a birthday and all through the house, not a soul was stirring - not even my husband. The birthday traditions run thick within the walls of our home. As I stirred the frosting again I worked to get the right thickness before settling in to tackle tradition number one. The tradition of homemade cake decorating takes roots back to my childhood. A Betty Crocker cookbook with the pages falling out had images of the coolest cakes my little eyes had ever seen. My Mom would take a cake request and overnight while we slept, she would...

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