Heads did roll

We're celebrating Nora's birthday with Grandma, Toot Toot, Uncle Eric, Aunt Carrie, James and Luke today. This morning I cut up a chocolate cake to shape it into a dinosaur for the birthday fete. Growing up, the remainders from this activity were a special-occasion breakfast treat, so cake shards were the snack of the hour-- at least until more people got up and I made a real breakfast.

I got the girls settled into their cake bits and was just getting powdered sugar dumped into the Kitchen-Aid for frosting when I turned to speak to the girls. Nora's cake had, mysteriously, grown in size. Also, the head was missing from her dinosaur.

"Aargh," I yelped in surprise, "that's your head!" Covered in cake, Nora beamed and pointed to her own noggin.