Year’s ago when we planned Nana and Papa’s 50th Anniversary, we (having had years of experience of sibling “help”) said “we’ll do everything).
Oldest sister said “I know a great baker, let me get the cakes.” We said “okay, but make them simple with white icing only.”
When they arrived, not only were they too small to feed our crowd, but they had Nana and Papa’s favorite scriptures on them in pink and blue...and misspelled.
We destroyed the pictures.
in their defense, there ain't a cake pan big enuff for you...