Mama's Cake

Ordered the coca-cola cake at the Blue Ribbon. Obviously I had to share. Sam said "it's not my cake, it's mama's cake" as he gobbled it up. Now I'm enjoying a warm breeze in the shade by the lake. Sam is running around about to drown himself because he's taken off to the rickety dock by himself. Carolina is waking up in her carseat and she needs me. We love you and miss you very much.