I was upstairs putting Ella down for her nap yesterday morning. I knew Kelly was downstairs, but I just assumed that she was watching Noggin or playing with her baby dolls. As I came downstairs I looked over into the kitchen and saw this:
I snuck back upstairs and grabbed my camera to snap a few shots. Kelly and I often butt heads, but we agree on at least one thing… there is nothing wrong with a little Double Layer Chocolate Cake for breakfast now, is there? It has been a very, very long time since I’ve had both fists full of cake as well as my cheeks full of cake though. Hey… if you are going to go for it, you might as well do it right.