It's like my favorite thing and my other favorite thing got together just to laugh at my inability to eat them at my desk. UNFAVORITED, YOU TWO!
Oh Tiny Spiderman, did you hollow out the cake? You rascal!
They'd be so adorable if their children didn't burst from people's chests!
Your children aren't going to be NBA players. I'm sorry. They might have the height, but the reach? Probably a lost cause.
Imagine my dismay at realizing that not all tiny roses taste like buttercream. Also, sorry about your roses, Grandma.
One of these layers is not like the others...