Happy Mardi Gras!! While we are not flashing each other, my workplace is pretty fun.
We have a tradition of getting king cake every year.
It is so exciting to see if you get the baby Jesus. Speaking of which, how can you forget this genius baby Jesus reference?
We got 2 king cakes this year.
We turned up the mardi gras station.
And got to cutting!!!
No baby Jesus for them!!
But guess what I saw when I cut into the cake?!?!
Yup, a little baby Jesus butt poking out at me! Victory!!!
Does this mean I’m pregnant now?
Here he is on my desk, watching over me.