Oh, poor baby isn't old enough to appreciate the glory of this amazing cake. What a shame.
For my 30th birthday I had a tray of cream puffs and a zombie themed party. I mean, I'm 22! I'll never get old! Ahem. If I ever do make it to the ripe old age of 30, roses may not be my style, but I could never resist a cake with so much gorgeous work. Gimme those cookies!