It was late by the time we were able to get out to the barn for "cake". Liddy, understandably, assumed it was dinner time and came rushing out with Maisie. Auntie Reg is going to start demanding hazardous duty pay!
"Come over here, Liddy. That's Maisie's special birthday cake."
"I'm trying to be polite here, kid, but back off."
"Can you believe this?"
"Are you sure you can't share?"
"I love birthday cake."
She actually shared with Liddy much nicer than we thought she would. Maybe our little Maisie is growing up ;-).
"Hey Auntie Reg, we're out of cake. Can we have more cake, please?"
"So what does 3 mean?"
"I don't know. Let's eat it!"
"It means the party's over!"