Not to mention that the frosting was worthy of a yoga pose...
Look mommy, no hands.
On the subject of hands, since Vanessa grew up in London, she got those British poppers, which mommy and I put our hands to work on (while I looked on...yes those are my cheeks!)
Speaking of cheeks, when Ari (and his cute cheeks) came to visit, I put my tushie on the school bus so he could give me a pushie.
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