Ramy's birthday was a couple of weeks ago - the day after we got back from Vegas. He's not one for much hoopla (I guess opposites do attract, huh?), and he wanted to keep it on the down low, so we celebrated with dinner out and cake and ice cream at home. Rebecca was determined to bake a cake for him, so she and Grammy did one that Rebecca could do as much of herself as possible. She did, however, tell Grammy to "scramble" the eggs (scramble = beat) because she doesn't like to do that part. As you can tell, Rebecca's theory of cake decoration is that there is nothing that can't stand a few more sprinkles!
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