Today is the 15th of April, which marks the sixth month of my entry into this world, or as Daddy puts it my 0.5th birthday. Seizing on the moment, Daddy decided (at great personal risk) to bake me a cake. He said the last impulse he had to bake anything was probably sometime in the '80's. Mommy sighed and mumbled something about a personal cross she had to bear.The finished product is very interesting indeed. It is of a geometric shape not seen before on this planet. I'm not sure the cake itself is of this earth. I would bet it's going to require that a team of scientists and engineers meet in a series of conferences to decide what to name this new object.
I am not allowed to try any of the cake for a couple of reasons: 1. I don't have any teeth 2. Mommy wants to make sure the sample she sent to the EPA turns up negative. For his part, Daddy is very proud of himself. He's strutting around like a one-man Fourth of July parade. Daddy says that myself and the cake represent his two greatest creations.
1 comment:
Happy 0.5 Birthday, Benny. I agree with your Dad, you are a wonderful accomplishment. As for the cake, I am sure it's delicious. However, you may want to wait a day or two and let your parents try it first. If neither of them start glowing in the dark, you shold be good to go. Hope you have a great day.
Grandpa Tim
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