From the moment we set him down he was in it to win it. He immediatly shoved little by little into his mouth and grinned at the loads full sugar that we willing let him consume.
Then he was over it. And the moment was no longer titled Cake Smash but instead Cake Tracks All Over the Kitchen. Bright playdoe colored cake footprints all over the place. We then had to persuade him to go back for seconds and thirds. But eventually he demolished the thing... and I planted his booty right on top of it as the grand finale. It was a wonderful end to a great birthday!
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