Last night, we had family over to chow down on some Mrs. Winner's fried chicken. My dad's birthday is today, so we got his cake early and were all sitting around enjoying the sugary goodness that is chocolate cake with whipped butter cream icing.
Before the cake was cut, I'd threatened to give Davis a bit or two of cake and icing to which his mother said absolutely not. (She never lets him have any fun!) So, being a good uncle,
I was determined to wait until she was looking the other direction and give him some cake
I decided to not give him any.
Now, Davis was running about and mobile because he likes to sit still in is high chair all of 15 seconds after he's done eating. So, I looked over to see Gracelyn happily feeding her younger brother cake and icing. Both of them were giggling like fools, having a good time.
Until Mommy noticed. And then assumes that Uncle Michael was somehow behind all of this. Which I never specifically told Gracelyn to give Davis cake. I can't help it if she's a loving, big-sister who wants to share with her younger brother.
posted by Unknown at 6/23/2005 07:15:00 AM