Even though I didn't feel well today, I was still in a great mood! I had a big birthday party with my family! I wasn't too excited about my birthday cake (normally mom and dad wouldn't let me eat such things), and I didn't know quite what to do with it. After daddy pushed my hand down into it, I started crying because I didn't want to be dirty! Grandpa Jerry fed me some cake in a more civilized method (fork), and I seemed to like it more. I was doing great until my Uncle Mikey came over and put cake all over my face, I didn't like that at all! After my party, I was asleep in the car before we left the parking lot. Mom and Dad took me home to open even more presents! Can u say "spoiled"? PS, didn't daddy do a good job on my personal bday cake?
