Okay, I guess I'll be picking up a store bought cake, unless you guys think we have enough desserts. I'm just dead on my feet right now. Chasing those **** roosters wore me out, then of course I fell trying to lunge for one. Apparently such things are not good for pregnant women. I tried to talk the husband into making the cake, but for some reason he doesn't want to..... go figure....
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