When my birthday came, Malachy was excited to celebrate.
Mal: Daddy, do we have a cake for Mommy?
Dad: No we don't.
M: We have to make a cake for Mommy.
D: How about we go buy a cake for Mom?
M: No! We have to MAKE a cake for Mommy!
D: I don't know how to make cake.
M: I'll show you how to Daddy. Come with me into the kitchen and I'll show you. We need ingredients...
They compromised and went to get me my favorite cupcakes, which were delicious.
| Blowing out candles |
Cue the Bill Cosby: "Mal is GREAT! He gives us the chocolate CAKE!" :-)
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