a story about how sometimes a cupcake is the best choice for lunch.
I live one town over from Boston. From the time I moved back east, my faux niece Alexz has asked when she can come visit me.
Her parents and I decided that this year, she was old enough to board a plane all by herself. So I booked a ticket so that she could take her first solo flight (across the country) to come visit me.
Her spring break coincided with Patriot’s Day, so of course I thought it would be a fun outing for us to go check out the Marathon.
Alexz is a super smart kid, though she is only 10, she is definitely smarter than a lot of kids her age (and it’s not just me that says that even if I am a tad biased).
When she arrived she went on and on about this show “DC Cupcakes” that she LOVES, I had never…
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