We had a big celebration this week, complete with candles, homemade cake, ice cream, present, and party hats. Wrigley turned 10. A pizza party was held in his great honor and the Happy Birthday anthem was enthusiastically sung at least 20 times. The real miracle of it all is that he made it through the day without upchucking on my rug.
Hollis had so much fun that she asked if we could celebrate the next day too. If only I could feel this passionately about my birthday!
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