This weekend was the Man’s birthday party. After about 30 minutes of bowling, the Man got moody (which really was preceding being sick). He sat and sulked a bit. After bowling, we had pizza and cake (yum and double yum). We sang happy birthday to the Man and he got the first piece of cake. As the party host passed out cake, he sat there. I told him that he could eat his cake.
The sweet four year old boy said, “First I wait for everyone to have cake too.”