Drew's birthday cake was finished by about 1pm on Friday. His party wasn't until 6:30pm. Every time Drew questioned, "Can I eat it?" I told him not yet. He was such a champ to wait so patiently.
As soon as "Happy Birthday" was sung and the candles blown out, Drew turned to me and asked, "Can you get me a fork?" Guess the poor kid didn't quite understand that he had to share the cake with everyone.