Last night, Jillian made me the greatest cake for my PhD graduation. It was chocolate cake with dried tart cherries inside and a fantastic chocolate frosting.* Payge has come up with the title 'happy' for cake. She can say cake, but she calls the cake happy. So this morning, when she first woke up asked daddy for some happy, it melted my heart and I couldn't say no. So yes, I am a bad parent and let my baby have cake for breakfast so she could have some happy.
*Zachary, who has the appetite of a teenage boy during the day, did not like the frosting - yay! more for us. Fortunately Chayce, who has the appetite of several teenage boys after bedtime, has a controlled appetite during the day. But I digress, revealing my cake selfishness.
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