A few days ago I had a lovely little cake sitting on the table in the nook. Miss Ella was playing in the kitchen while I made her lunch. As soon as I stepped out of the kitchen into the dining room, she quickly climbed up to the cake. When I walked back in, this is what I saw.
I stayed very quiet to see what she would do. It didn’t take long before she hoisted herself up next to the cake and helped herself. She still didn’t know I was watching.
Once she looked up and noticed me, she said, “Ella’s cupcake.” A moment later, she looked at me with very innocent eyes and asked, “Mama’s cupcake?”
Yes, Love, that was Mama’s cupcake. Good thing it was only a practice cake.