On Thursday after I came down from taking my shower, both Porter and Alice had mysterious bits of a white substance all over their faces but concentrated around their mouths. When I asked Porter what it was he replied. “Cake!” “Cake?” I said. “Where did you get cake?” “In the kitchen.” came the reply. “How did you eat it?” Porter then demonstrated his method by showing me how he scooped up the cake icing with his finger and licked it clean. But I was unprepared for just how much cake the two of them had eaten when I lifted the lid to reveal the damage they’d done to it. Sheesh, they’ll be on a sugar high for days.
Alice with the tell-tale white cake signs smusched around her mouth. Porter wiped his off before I could take his picture.
And here’s what the cake looked like. Before I went upstairs the cake had a full top of icing. It was smooth. That’s a lot of missing icing.
When I returned from putting Porter on the school bus, I discovered Alice had gone back for more. I caught her in the act. Is that a sugar crazed face, or what?