Christian, the cake fanatic

Christian attended his classmate's birthday party last Saturday. The party was held at the pool we usually go to, within Mt Faber Safra. He had so much fun and was so shameless in hanging around the main celebration area, taking the initiative to sing her a birthday song before asking where the cake was *shakes head*

It was great to see him so excited and delighted to be around his classmates in a different setting.

However, when we finally got to the cake-eating part, it was amusing yet worrying seeing how much he loves cake. 

He could barely resist touching the cake and kept wanting to hang around the cake after the first cut was made. I had to drag him away so the birthday girl could take pictures with her family without his face in them. He hung around the periphery of action, all the time eyeing the cake. When she finally came to him with a piece, he thanked her, grabbed his treasure and wanted to wolf it down. I pulled him to a table, sat him on my lap and began asking.. 

"Please may I have some? We are supposed to share this piece right? C'mon, please share". 

He fended me off with "NO. NO. NO" whilst using his elbow to guard his cake from my open mouth. 

I tried again (at this juncture perhaps i need to justify my preying on his cake. he's so prone to coughs and colds that we try very hard not to let him eat sweet stuff / cookies / cakes / wheat / white bread) - 

"Christian... *mock pout* Mama doesn't have any cake.. can I have some please??"

He dismisses my request with: "Go ask from Joy yourself."

I make an astonished/bemused face at his brilliant rebuttal and P, who was sitting opposite us, grinned. 

Christian devoured most of the beloved cake and finally gave it up to us after I used emotional blackmail - 

"Remember...i told you.. if you love someone you'll want to give him / her the best.. you'll give him what you think is good.."


He paused, stared at what was left on his plate before pushing it to me.

"Ok."