The Worst Thing I Ever Did Revised. Now with pictures! 
It is a story I have told often. When my beloved pseudo-nephew turned 11, his kind Aunt Cyn made him a cake. You know, the cake every 11 year old boy wants served in front of his friend. This Cake:

Here you go Cameron!

Is there a problem?

This wasn't the cake you wanted?

I thought for sure you said "Barbie Cake."

Oh, "Spidey Cake." Don't I feel foolish.

Hmmm, let me check the kitchen. What's this? Is this better?

Yep, I think it is.

Seven years later, the kid still lets me make his birthday cakes!  Trusting Soul.