George and I discussed the cake ritual. Since we had cupcakes we didn't have to cut
any cake. We agreed we were NOT going to
do any cake smashing. It was me, I admit
it. I saw all the cameras in front of us
and something just came over me. It was
if I had no choice. I sized up the
situation and saw that if George would just open his mouth a little wider, this
cupcake would fit in it. Well I was a
little shy of a good fit so I decided to push it in with my hand. George on the other hand was going to play by
the rules... that is until I smooshed it.
He said later he saw that look in my eye and knew it was coming but he
decided to be patient and wait. He said
he knew he could be quick enough to get me.
after all, he is an old basketball star. And get me he did.
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