Dinner was good. But the cake was what Abby and I had been looking forward to. It was a triple layer chocolate sour cream cake with peanut butter cream cheese frosting and a dark chocolate glaze. Adjectives would include scrumptious, yummy and decadent.
Abby almost patiently waited with much anticipation for the cutting of the cake.
Dad wasn't going to get any of HER cake.
Marshall tackled his piece first with a fork.
But hey, this is serious business. You need a fork and hand to enjoy the whole thing.
