"But Dad! If we don't leave now, all the good candy will be gone!" Aiden whined, twisting his mouth while he hopped excitedly on his feet.

Edward let out a sigh, blinking at our son before looking at me for help. I shrugged in response. I did it every year. The same dance with him and it was tiring.

"Aiden listen to me-"

I tuned out their conversation, focusing on the batter in the bowl. The cupcakes needed to be ready for the party so that they can finally appreciate my baking ...