The boys love to make pretend birthday cakes. They top a roll of toilet paper with my wrapping ribbon, pieces of wrapping paper, or even one of their toy golf balls. They go in our spare room, create the masterpiece, and come out together singing, "Happy Birthday to you. . ." The song ends and they immediately begin coaxing, "Taste it. Taste it." So of course I pretend taste it and the whole ritual repeats a few times.They do this all quite often but this is the first time I've thought to journal snap a quick picture and journal it.
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So cute...and we "pretend eat" at my house all the time. The girls got a giant kitchen from Santa and they cook for us all the time.
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