the little things that come with Autism

Okay well, here is the story. My daughter and I love these Pepperidge Farm cakes chocolate with chocolate that you keep in the fridge. Oh just writing it I wish we had some. Anyway, my daughter wanted to know if she could serve us the last piece of it. The boys were still out of town so I told her yea, just get it out. So then she shows me this huge piece that is left over and asks if she can have it. I giggle at her and tell her to cut it in half. So my wonderful daughter does, and she shows me that she didn't do a good job and I just assure her that it is fine. Of course if anyone has ever had these cakes the best is the icing when it is cold. Oh man, I am gonna have to go to the store. Anyway, the piece she showed me was missing the icing, but I said nothing. She apparently placed it on the table and went to eat her piece. I hear her yelling no to the do and telling her to get down...our dog likes to wander in the kitchen and clean up what the kids might have dropped. She brings me the cake and I tell her I will be right there. I stop folding laundry and go grab my piece of cake which is now on the kitchen counter. lol I'm sorry I am laughing so hard I can't type. So I see my piece of cake and yea it is missing the icing, but hey it is chocolate cake. So I am in the kitchen eating my cake and we are talking when,... she tells me that she gave me some of her icing on her cake. Well, um I didn't have any icing on my cake. So I ask her what, but there wasn't any. She says well Sadie got it. lol At this point I have just finished the last bite of my cake. She says I took some of my icing and put it on your cake, but Sadie got it. So I am like she ate it off my cake. Her answer, "yea, but she didn't eat all the cake." I couldn't help it I went to laugh and spit cake all over the kitchen. I was like Allison, if she ate the icing she got ahold of my cake. You should have told me I was so irritated. I mean she stood there and let me eat the whole cake, but the child honestly didn't see anything with it. OMG. She ran off to the bathroom and I was just standing in the kitchen. I went to go talk to her and I could hear her in the bathroom - laughing hysterically. She inside and on the outside of the door I am laughing so hard trying not to let her hear me I am crying. I explained to her that if the dog got part of the cake I should not have eaten it. That was like the dog getting all of it. We laughed so hard and swore me to secrecy. She did allow me to tell her brothers when they came home and they laughed so hard in the car. Ah the little moments.
Who cares that it was at my expense? so I ate after the dog *laughing hysterically* it is a page in our story. The shock to my best friend was that she actually just let me eat it. Oh well, I guess I won't want her serving me the cake or make sure I hold the dog. lol
**Good thing she isn't gonna read this**