Funny story

So here is my funny story of the week - well, it actually happened over 2 weeks ago but I am very behind on my posts.  One Sunday, my sister Nell called me and said, "I'm coming over, and I bringing dinner."  Well, of course, I said...."ok."  Just before she got here, I threw in a basic yellow cake into the oven (because I had it in the pantry and thought I'd bake it).  My sister got there just as I threw it in.  She knew it was in there.  I left the kitchen to relax on the couch while she cooked.  As I was chatting with her I noticed smoke behind her.  When I asked what was smoking behind her she said, "oh, I just turned your broiler on.  It's probably burning off something off of your stove."  Did she say broiler??  Yes, she then turned around to open the oven to check on it and closed it quickly throwing her hands over her mouth.  Yes, she burned the "you know what" out of my cake...

Picture of the poor cake

Erik saved the day and cut the top off.  So, we iced it anyway and ate it. It tasted just fine.

Iced cake - much more appetizing

So, the next weekend, my sister came over to watch football at our house.  I was making banana bread in the kitchen (not sure what's up with all the baking).  As we were throwing the bread in the oven to cook, Elaina turned around to my sister, Nell, and said "Aunt Nell, you don't burn this one, okay??"  Nell said, "did you tell her to say that?"  I did not.  Oh, the memory of a 3 year old.  It was hysterical.  I wish I would have thought to say that.