Cake

Walked in the door when I got home from work to a little boy who ran at me yammering on about cake. He's telling me it's in the fridge downstairs. 

Daddy walks from the kitchen to the hallway looks at Declan and says "Declan. That was supposed to be a surprise for Mommy for her Birthday. That was our secret."

Declan looks at me and says "it's a secret Mommy. There's a cake downstairs and its a secret. You want cake now Mommy?"

So we did Birthday cake before my dinner and a happy little boy.