Happy Birthday To Me!
Here is birthday cake number one, in
Detroit,
a yule log packed with luscious
chocolate and berry filling.
I didn't even touch it.
Here is birthday cake number two, in
Wisconsin,
decorated with Eeyore, tasty beyond imagining,
lots of puffy icing and stuff.
To be honest, I thought it was going to
kill me.
Had Daddy not rescued me at that moment,
I might not be here to report it to you.
Fortunately, Grammy was there to provide
a little conciliatory ice cream, so I still
got to taste sugar for the first time.
I also very much liked the birthday supper.
Here I am at my party at Grandma
Shirley's
house, opening a present as the party-goers observe.