When we got up the morning of Cecily's birthday, I told Parker it was Cecily's Birthday. He ran out into the living room and said, "Where is it? Can we eat it?" So, apparently we need cake for the birthday to be real.
When Parker turned 1, we had to cover his cake with raspberries to get him to try the cake. Cecily did not require such encouragement.
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