My Moms had a birthday party for me. Can you believe it?! I turned 6.
I was so excited. I mean Moms forgot my birthday last year. I didn’t have a 5th birthday party. That part of my life is gone forever. Forgotten. Outta the picture. I’ve got no birthday picture memories of a whole year in my life.
So, when the door bell rang and my Cousin Caroline was at the door for my birthday party I was so happy. I came down and greeted her and her friend like a real gentleman. They were impressed with my decorum. I was impressed with myself, too.
Then my Cousin Nicole arrived, and I came down the stairs to greet her, too.
The evening was all about me. Me and only me. My Moms got me a little baby cheesecake. Remember my 4th birthday, guys, when Moms got me half a chocolate cake that wasn’t even enough for me and my guests? What kinda cake was that? This time Moms improved and got me a whole cake.
Okay. It was a really small cake, but at least I got a whole cake instead of some kind of rip off half of a cake.
Moms also got me my favorite ice cream – Talenti gelato. Okay, it’s really Moms’ favorite. Everyone had a nice time. Guys, my 6th birthday was great.
This week-end Moms left me home alone for a night to go to one of her board meetings in Durham. But, I was fine. I mean after such a great birthday party the other week-end how I could I be mad?