Cupcakes are a Distraction

Boy Canerican looked at the inside of his bunk bed last night at bed time. "These are just cupcakes now." he said. I said, "what, those stickers you put on the inside of the bed?". "Yes Mom, they are cupcakes. A boy at school, well no, not that boy, a different boy, no I mean this girl, yeah, this girl's Mom brought cupcakes to school for her birthday and they were SOOOO GOOOD it was a distraction. Cupcakes, are distractions. Distractions are cupcakes". 

I proceeded to begin reading his book to him. A noise from the living room where Mr. Canerican was clearly playing video games permeated the hallway and crept into his room.

"Sigh, more CUPCAKES"

Who is this child?

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