Papa's Birthday cake

I had a special little helper for making Papa's birthday cake. I think Joy had lots of fun! Here are a few pictures to commemerate our time.


And...as this is lame poetry Monday...here is a poem about what happened to the cake:

On top of the car it sat
As Joy in the car did go
Then off we drove without a care
as the cake did balance there

We made it past the stop
On a right turn up the hill
There were cries of what was that
And explanations of the cake just went splat

We turned around to assess the mess
And gathered the plate pieces into a bag
Then we went on our way
But continued to laugh about it all of the day