starting on the outside, squeeze the piping bag and create a spiral until your reach the middle of the cupcake. thinking of where i was, as a little sixth grader, on 9/11/2001. and she won’t remember when she climbed up into her high chair and fell, splitting her teeth through her bottom lip and i sat in the emergency room all night with her asleep in my lap waiting for stitches. it may vary slightly in tone because of emotions, but it should never be confusing. he refused sweet potatoes for dinner. we are always asked this question. 