My daughter, at age 6, was right in the mix as her Grandma and her Uncle Charlie (Aunt Winnie's husband, now gone) made a wedding cake for one of my cousins in Aunt Winnie's New York City kitchen in April 2000. The fruit had been put to soak in wine months before, and the final cakes would be marinated in aromatic rum for weeks before being iced and decorated. I look at my child's expression and concentration in these just found photos and I see that truly, baking has always been close to her heart. Her dad took these pictures. You can see his communication with our girl in how she's looking directly at the camera, that is to say, at him. I also love how she's looking at my mom in the last picture, and how my mom is looking at my husband.