Reply #68: Back years ago when I was still trying way to hard for my step children to love me,

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I made a birthday cake for my stepson. His birthday is in October so he wanted a Halloween inspired spooky cake. I decide to make a grave yard with tombstones and skeletons creepy fence the whole works. It took me around 4 hours to complete the thing. It was gorgeous, better than I had even hoped for. I showed him the cake. He kissed me and said "Wow, how long did you work on that? Thank you so much, I love you." I of course kissed him on the head and said I loved him to.

I put the cake in the oven so no cat or kid would touch it, and went to my room to cry. (I do love my kids so much).

About an hour or two later I turned on the oven to preheat it for his birthday dinner, (his favorite meatloaf)and you guessed it I forgot the cake in the oven.

I cried in my room twice that day!!!