Yes, my birthday is coming up – the 61st one, dontcha know. And LZP out in Iowa, whose son Sam has a birthday himself on the 27th – same as me – sent me a box.
I am going to have so much fun using this one:
Can’t you just see me walking into a store and plopping this fellow on the counter, standing on his own feet, of course?
And then there is this sweetheart. She can make you smile in spite of yourself, through a Big Sad and grumpiness and frustration and whatever:
You will be the new fashion icon of Kendallville. If you don’t believe me ask the cow
I hear 61 is the new 55.
Happy Birthday !!