Fun To Be One!

If you heard the strumming banjo on my street this summer, well, hug an audiologist, but thank my parents, Uncle Michael and Auntie Paula who made a rocking party for me! We had a cake shaped like a monkey habitat, BBQ in a crock pot, and all the pizza bagels and apple sauce you could ever want. Trust me. It is back to school time and I am still polishing off that apple sauce. Unsweetened. Hello? BIRTHDAY? LIVE IT UP!! There was also the appropriate amount of chicken because my Godfather and pagan Dog-Mother went back and made another batch when Mommy was in the shower. Good with a whisk, but lousy with a calculator.
We were joined by some of my day care buddies, and a few of Luke's as well, because when your brother has a party, you have a party, I suppose. We also greeted the way cool Zaid, some twins whose number I did not catch, Conor, Aaron, and our neighbors.
For a reprise, Frank Cassel is at Jammin' Java every Friday. My Irish eyes were smiling when I had the cake!
Hope we can celebrate your birthday, too.