[Six chocolate, six vanilla, all kind of obviously homemade and in a box with the following note:]
Happy birthday to you! I'm hoping that my sneaking these onto your porch before I went to school means they're early enough that you can have cake for breakfast. (I'm pretty sure that being a grown up means you get to have cake for breakfast. I'll ask around and let you know.)
I hope your day is wonderful, as you deserve a wonderful day, in my not at all biased opinion.