Not even birthdays are perfect

To celebrate AJ's 34th, I made a special dinner and chocolate cheesecake. Little did I know that while it sat cooling, my son was eating handfuls (and loving every morsel). When I came into the kitchen and confronted him, chocolate all over his hands and face and standing over the cheesecake, he denied any part in the scandal. "Hum, I wonder who could have eaten this?" I said. "I think Luci" was his reply.
Oh boy.