After continuous iPhone scrolling, I’ve managed to find the last two years worth of ugly birthday cakes that I told you about in this post. The ones Seth made are on the left, and mine are on the right. As you can tell, we have two distinct cake decorating styles: He likes to pile as much candy onto cakes as possible, and apparently I like to have random stuff sticking out of them.
My favorite part of our accidental tradition? The anticipation. We end up presenting them to each other in such over the top ways that we’re already cracking up before the candles are even lit. Basically we justify acting like children by telling ourselves that when we have kids we’ll already have one birthday tradition covered.