Flag Day it was. (Well, actually the day after, Mack decided to go to bed at 5pm on his birthday instead of his normal 6:30ish. He's a blue hair what can we say So he missed the cake) So, the next morning, cake was flying. Why I decided to give him a bath that morning, I don't know. After his first real attempt with cake in KC at his birthday party in May with the family - he was READY when the official day came. Fling it over here, over there, don't like that stuff clingin to my fingers. He amazingly flung it on dad's expensive shoes. Oh well, Dad didn't mind. Mom was the one a little one having a harder time with the cake art!
Battery ran out, so you missed a little cake eating. Here goes Part 2....
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