"Um. Hello. Isn't that cake for me?"
"Dad! What do you mean I took too long to blow out the candles?"
"Pretty good. I hope there is more coming. I heard something about 'smashing' cake."
"Excellent! My own slice. But, what's up with the plate? I don't need that.
Off you go, creamy, strawberry cakie-poo."
"Oh, yeah! That's good."
"Mess? What mess? New clothes? Really?...Oh, well. It was worth it."
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