Four birthdays and an anniversary in five weeks. Can you say “SICK OF CAKE?” by the fourth week? That’s what we are. Caked out. Like, I don’t want to see any more cake for 4 months. My oldest son happens to be the last in that line of events and he too was suffering from “sick of cake syndrome”. One year, after groaning at the mention of cake for his birthday, he requested cinnamon rolls! Oh baby! That’s my boy!