Cake!

When we got home from Atlanta, Eli helped make belated birthday cupcakes for Daddy. 

We practiced with blueberry muffins for breakfast:

 Then we got down to business. The business of cake.

  Sometimes I think Eli looks just like my dad, with his tongue sticking out:

Ok, look at the counter. Not only is Eli standing on it (which is unsafe enough) but there are:
 4 sippy cups, my purse, and E's Easter basket (thanks, Auntie Deb, it's super cute!).
What a mess!

 Cake was fun, but in the end playing in the (now dirty) curtains was the best!

P.S. Contrary to recent documentation, Eli really does usually wear pants.