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Yesterday was my dad’s 80th birthday, and we had a big family dinner today. We had a blueberry pound cake and a carrot cake, but where there are children there must be cupcakes. I hope these cupcakes were good. I never got one. I set one aside to save for myself to eat later, but before I could get to it, I saw it walking away in my six-year-old nephew’s mouth. These things happen. They happen quite frequently around cupcakes.
