Got to work this morning and found that the king cake that my brother sent me had arrived.
Had a particularly amusing (to me, at least) moment when I found the baby -- clinging for dear life -- to the bottom of a piece I'd just taken a big bite out of. I remember when the baby was actually *inside* the cake. I don't remember anyone ever actually coming anywhere near chocking on it. I also feel like the baby was smaller then.
