On Wednesday night, Kyle had a request. "Make me a graduation cake!" he demanded. Thursday was his last day of kindergarten, after all.
"But you don't even like cake," I reminded him.
"But I like frosting!" he said.
"So why don't I make you a bowl of graduation frosting?" I asked.
Kyle just rolled his eyes. "Oh, just make a cake, Mom," he answered with exasperation.
And so, I surprised him with a cake yesterday. Nothing special. Just a box of cake mix and store-bought frosting. Not everything needs to be homemade, right?
Of course, I couldn't just leave well enough alone. I fired up the silhouette to make a little banner for the cake. Something a little celebratory.
Last night, we ate cake and sang "Happy Graduation to You!" Well, some of us ate cake. Kyle just ate the frosting. I still think he was happy with his cake. Don't you?