Cutting the cake

My cousin Joshua graduated Sunday. He's enlisted in the Marines and heads for boot camp this summer. His brother is a sailor. I am very proud to have men in our family who are serving our country.



But Joshua is still a mischievous teenage boy.



When his mother asked him to cut the cake, he complied. Only he didn't cut it into nice, neat squares as his mother intended. He cut an X in that cake.


Mama was not happy.



But, being a mother, she took the situation in hand and recut the cake into the nice, neat squares she wanted in the first place.



Then she and Joshua served the cake to the guests.

Having Mama around is much more pleasant than the drill instructor. DI would probably have made that Marine drop and give him many push-ups. Mama just looked perturbed.