Scott wanted to have some friends over to watch the big game on Sunday so we had a little get together. I was getting things ready and I kept telling Michael we were having a party. He would say, "A party! Eat cake!". As you all know, the most important part of a party, of course, is eating cake.
Sometimes he would even say we were having a party, eating cake and it would specifically be birthday cake. And then he would ask, "Santa Claus coming?". I love that in Michael's mind every celebration is some combination of a birthday, cake, party and Christmas. What could be better, right?
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