Every year I start Independence day by throwing a wet teabag at my very British husband in the shower whilst hollering, “NO TAXATION WITHOUT REPRESENTATION!!”
And then I run, because he’s known to throw them back at me.
Everyone has traditions, okay?
For my son, this year we tried one of those Pinterest cakes that surprisingly turned out looking like I intended. He’s my little chef and has been helping me out in the kitchen a lot. You’d think baking with a three-year-old boy would result in more mess, but then you’ve never seen what chaos I bring to a kitchen when I walk in.