Mommie's Two Kinds Of Cakes According To Diane

Diane was eight years younger than I,  six years younger than Ivy.  Mostly from our points of view a pest.   Diane was never shy or retiring.  Following is the first of three passages, devoted to the antics of the young Diane, all inciting the wrath of Mommie.

Mommie was known for two kinds of cakes. One was layered and elegantly frosted. Company saw those. The second, for family, was a pan cake without  frosting.  According to Mommie she baked the first kind—merely knocked up the second kind.

In a class discussion Diane’s teacher had her pupils tell something about their mothers. Diane never at a loss for words gave a detailed account about the cakes her mother made.

“What a lucky girl to have a mother who bakes such pretty cakes.” The teacher said.

Diane responded. “She doesn’t bake them all.”

At a loss the teacher asked for an explanation.

Diane said, “She bakes them when we have company. When we don’t  she just knocks  them up.”

Other pupils  did not understand.  The teacher had a good laugh.  Mommie, on hearing about it, did not. Nor did Diane when confronted by Mommie.