Uncle Cole's birthday is in mid-March, just ahead of your cousin EM's late-March birthday. EM was having some difficulty accepting the birth order, she wanted to celebrate her birthday first. Here I think Cole is saying to EM "My balloons, my cake, my birthday, got it?"
"I like this cake, it could be my cake, couldn't it?"
"My cake. Not gonna tell you again, kid."
"I could make a fist like that. But I won't."
Another setback occurs . . .
"You mean we have to eat all this food before we can have birthday cake?"
Dad Mike keeps an eye on the situation.
Mom documents the occasion with pictures.
Finally it is time for cake. Cole is preparing to blow out the candles. He is making a wish. What do you think he wished for?
What will you wish for when your next birthday comes along?
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