The Cupcake Fight

I recently discovered a little cake shop near my office called Cakes by Ron. Holy cow. They are to die for. But I was good. I brought back a chocolate chip cookie sandwich one for my co-worker and a variety for the fam. Husband loved the peanut butter cupcake and part of the triple chocolate cupcake which was mine, but I must point out, I was generous enough to share.

 

I would love to pop up a photo of that beauty, but we ate it before I thought to take a picture.

 

Husband recently celebrated his birthday, and since he hates cake (yes, but does like cupcakes, which he insists taste different), I got him this lovely creation from Pastry Art:

 

 

 

So back to the point of this post, a few nights ago a Cupcake Fight ensued in our home. There was part of the giant tart from Pastry Art left and one strawberry cupcake from Cakes by Ron. After a healthy dinner (I swear) D-Man asked if we could cut him a piece of the tart. He then said, "Actually no, I'd like that strawberry cupcake."

• Husband: "No. That cupcake is mine."
• D-Man: "But you offered it to me yesterday, and you ate the other cupcake."
• Husband: "That was yesterday. You said you didn't want it. And I want it today."
• D-Man: "But that's not fair."
• Husband: "I'm a pretty generous person. I give things up when I can make someone else happy, but I'm not going to give this one thing up. Is this really worth getting all upset over?"
• D-man: "Yes, it is. That cupcake should be mine."

And so it went. It was hilarious. In the end, Husband had the cupcake and Dakota ate the tart.