When I was 4 years old we lived in Alabama, my grandma tried to send me a lamb cake from West Virginia, it didn't arrive well to say the least. So I now have this lamb mold and have once tried to bake the cake. It didn't go well on our first try and this year Jud asked if we could try again. With a little help from my cousin Kim and my cake decorator extraordinaire Danette, we have a pretty good result. Danette decorated the front and set me loose on the back. It looked pretty cute and tasted yummy. Jud loved his part, tasting the batter.
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