My mom gave me a book the other day, a compilation of all the stuff I did as a young boy, mostly before the age of 8. Apparently, one of my first complete sentences was "I like cake". My wife got a good laugh out of it, because I often say that to her at random times, for no particular reason.
Fast forward almost 30 years to my son's first birthday party.
My boy likes cake too. He absolutely destroyed it. It was a proud moment.
Fast forward almost 30 years to my son's first birthday party.
My boy likes cake too. He absolutely destroyed it. It was a proud moment.