"Okay, now so on the count o three. One! Two! Three."
"Happy Birthday Mateo!" we all cheered as he blew out his candles, with the help of his daddy of course, and we all laughed, and clapped as he lick the icing off his little fingers after they accidentally touched the cake while he was cutting it.
"Wow, Marianna, I must say that these cupcakes are marvelous. Tell me the truth, did you really bake them, or did you buy them?" asked Margaret, and I chuckled.
"Haha. Thank you Margaret, and not I did not buy them. I made them myself from scratch." I said proudly, and she looked at me with disbelief, as she took another bite.
"Oh, Marianna, dear could you please come here for a second?" asked miss Angelina, and nodded telling Margaret goodbye before I went with my mother-in-law.
"What's the matter miss Angelina."
"Well umm uh. I wanted to you ask you something, and I want it to stay just between us." she said looking around, and I nodded a bit worried about where this was going.
