Sambo was not scared because he almost fell, and when he saw his mother, he smiled at her.
A little bit of time passed, and soon half a month passed.
On this day, Yang Ziyi called Dabao and Erbao.
"Baby, how many days are there, do you know what it is?"
Dabao, Erbao blinked, with a look of doubt on his face.
"Have you forgotten? Wait a few more days, it's Dad's birthday."
"Dad's birthday!!!"
Dabao, Erbao's eyes lit up when he heard this.
"Usually Dad celebrates your birthday. Do you want to celebrate your birthday this time?"
"Yes!!! Yes!!!"
Dabao, Erbao nodded quickly, they wanted to celebrate his father's birthday.
In the past, when they celebrated their birthdays, their father cooked so many delicious things and gave them birthdays. Now it's finally their father's birthday, and they also want to celebrate their father's birthday.
"But Mom, how should we celebrate Dad's birthday?"
Er Bao frowned soon.
"Well, Erbao can send a painting to Dad, and Dabao can sing to Dad."
"In addition, there are still a few days left on Dad’s birthday. In these few days, you can ask Dad to teach you how to make cakes."
"But if you ask Dad to teach us how to make cakes, doesn't Dad know it?"
Dabao said in doubt.
"Even if Dad knows, Dad will be very happy when babies make birthday cakes for Dad himself."
"Yeah, the cakes made by dad are delicious. If we let dad teach us to make cakes, the cakes made will definitely be delicious too!"
"When the time comes, they will serve it to Dad, and Dad will love it."
When I thought of my father eating the cake they made, showing a very favorite expression, Dabao and Erbao suddenly decided that they would also make a birthday cake for Dad! !
The two little guys have decided, and the next thing is to find Dad.
"Mom, we went to find Dad."
"Go, but don't say it was your mother's attention."
Yang Ziyi smiled mysteriously.
"Okay."
Dabao, Erbao nodded, and then went to find dad.
Yang Ziyi pursed her lips when she saw these two little guys. She was also preparing for her husband's birthday.
"Dad, daddy~~"
"Baby, what's the matter?"
Seeing these two little guys coming, Lin Xuan said softly.
"Dad, daddy, the baby wants to eat the cake made by daddy."
"Baby wants to eat cake made by dad? Now?"
"Hmm, I want to eat now."
"Then... Then dad go do it for you."
Lin Xuan thought for a while, agreed, and found that he was idle at home, so he made some cakes for the babies to taste.
He didn't think too much, just thought that these two children were a little greedy, so he wanted him to do it.
"Dad, daddy, when you are making cakes, can the baby learn by the side?"
"Baby, do you want to learn how to make cakes too?"
Hearing this, Lin Xuan was taken aback for a moment, and did not understand why these two children suddenly wanted to learn how to make cakes.
"Well, because, because of the babies, I also want to make cakes, and then give them to grandpa, grandma, grandpa, grandma, grandma, grandpa, dad, and mothers."
Now my brother is still young, my dad said that he can't eat those sweets for his brother, so they didn't say, but he also gave them to his brother.