Awwww Mummy, you DID remember my birthday, after all!
Yes, Emmalumpdogg, we did! Now blow out your candle, sweetie!
Mummy, I is so ‘barrassed! Is that whole pretty cake for me?! IT IS?!
(After Mummy took the candle and paper off, Emmalumpdogg ran with the cake under the bed, where all naughty things go!
(Don’t judge us for commercial cupcakes, please… We’re not well, they’re free of artificial colours and flavours, and somedays parents have to compromise good intentions with reality?)