Whenever I go to make a pineapple upside-down cake one living being in my house becomes the most excited. Steve is happy because he knows the smell of the cake will make our home smell awesome. Lily is tickled because she hopes we will accidentally drop crumbs. I enjoy this particular cake because it reminds me of being a kid. Mango, however, surpasses all of us. She makes this certain clucking noise and dances on the counter for 4 reasons: 1) she knows she will get to taste the pineapple juice when all the pineapples have been used 2) she predicts when the cherries are gone she will get a swallow of that juice 3) she understands that she gets to sit on my shoulder and imitate the noise coming from the mixer 4) when all the ingredients have been well blended and the cake is in the oven she knows, beyond a shadow of a doubt, that she gets to lick the beaters...
The happy noises that a bird makes should remind the rest of us to back up, chill out, and enjoy the small things in life... even if the small things are taking a moment to stop and lick the beaters.
The happy noises that a bird makes should remind the rest of us to back up, chill out, and enjoy the small things in life... even if the small things are taking a moment to stop and lick the beaters.
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