The Fate of the Cake

We loved Addie's birthday cake so much that I didn't want to cut into it.  My parents were coming over a few nights after the party and I wanted them to see the cake.  The morning before they were coming, I came downstairs to see Izze on top of the table with a big chunk out of the cake!  She had scooted the chairs to the table (they were not by the table because she likes to climb on the table) and climbed up on the table.  She was so proud of herself, I could only be slightly mad.