Dear Caleb,
Today was Auntie Erin's birthday. To celebrate, we had dinner at Nana and Granky's house. After dinner, we had birthday cake. Daddy was holding you at the table while we ate the cake. You were staring at everyone eating and reaching for Daddy's plate. There was no question, you wanted some! We decided a teeny bit couldn't hurt, so Daddy put a little bit of frosting on his finger and you licked it off. It wasn't a lot, but enough for you to get the taste and you LOVED it. And so, at just about five months old, your sweet tooth was born!
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