Cole had some of his little friends over for his birthday party last night, and we had cookie cake with bright blue frosting. It was delicious. This morning, as I was changing Adison, I heard him shouting up the stairs, asking for cake. I told him yes (unfortunately, one of my weaker qualities as a mother / person is that I have no problem eating good cake for breakfast after birthdays....) and that I'd be down in a minute to get it for him.
Well, why wait for Mama to help you when you can help yourself? I came down to find he had been neatly putting his finger in the bright blue frosting and enjoying it already. You can't help but laugh....
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