We got a Dairy Queen Cake to celebrate Father's Day. I told Abby that it was cold and asked if she remembered the "cold cake" we had before (for Mother's Day). Abby asked me if she could touch it. We let her touch the Mother's Day cake as well, so I said sure. It turns out, the freezer door didn't shut on this one so the cake was pretty soft. We went into the living room to sit and Abby escaped. My mom started laughing a minute later and asked me to come out to the dining room. There was Abby, eating the cake with her hands, then putting her hands on the table, the chair, and the desk. She mostly went after the frosting edge. This picture is Chris pushing the cake away from Abby.
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