Easter is right around the corner! I know I'd love to see this little guy peeking out of the plastic fake grass in my Easter basket surrounded by candy.
Hey bird! Why are you sleeping on my cake? I mean, you coordinate with it quite well and all but this isn't a nest, it's a dessert! You can't sleep here, you just can't. You're welcome to come to the party, just stay off the food okay?
Can this please be a stack of boxes that I can put things in? I'll even deal with the fact that it says Olivia on it. When I was a little kid I always wanted the name Olivia. It was exotic and exciting. I'll just take a cake like this please. Thanks.