cupcake mistake

I have these fun things called in-laws.
Maybe you have them, too.
Well, probably not mine because, well, we would have an issue as my hubband is an only child and we all know what that means.
If you so happen to have in-laws, and a child, you know that means grandparents ... and you know where I'm going with this.

Mimi and Grandpa (aka Grumpy) like to bring my boy "prizes". Once upon a time I received prizes, but no longer. I'm not important any more. (Again, if you have children and in-laws, you know where I'm coming from.) I also want to mention that I think it's so funny they are called prizes and not presents. A prize suggests winning. And if grandparents bring grandchildren prizes, does that mean they are brainwashing him to think he's won the grandparent lottery?

I mean, he has, but still.

Where was I? Oh yes. Grandparents. Prizes. On one such grandparent prizing occasion, Asher received a cupcake as a prize. Lucky kid. (I received no such cupcake.) The funny thing about prizes for grandchildren is that often, not always, but often, a prize for the grandchild ends up being a terrible punishment non-prize for me.

Here is the evidence of one such occasion.

Guess who had the "prize" of cleaning that mess? I'll give you three guesses, but you'll only need one.