Gravitational Pull of Cake

Today was my son's birthday. It's also my beau's daughter's birthday, as it happens. (Happy Birthday K!!)

Anyway, earlier this week I sent a note to my son's teacher to ask if I could send in some cupcakes for his class. She sent one back saying that would be fine.

This morning I did a very foolhardy thing. I walked into an elementary school carrying a sheetcake. As I walked by kids stopped talking and followed me with eyes glazed with visions of sugar. Before I'd made it past the office I had turned into the Pied Piper of kids.

I had a ever growing train of kids following me all calling out "Who's class is getting cake?" "Can I have some?" "What's the cake for?" etc. My son was quite happy to tell all the slobbery, wide eyed kids that the cake was for his Ninth Birthday.

As he said that some kids would break off and wander morosely away. Others pushed to the fore and started saying "Yay! I'm in his class" grinning at the poor sods that were not.

I now know what keeps the asteroid belt moving and confined to our solar system. There's a kid on each rock.. circling for cake.