My Birthday is Coming

Please tell me…

Warren (Author’s photo)

You know, I got a birthday coming. It’s gonna be a big one. I know you burned the lasagna a couple of nights ago, but there’s still time to recover. What about some sausage? A burger or two? I heard that one of my relatives, Sandy, once got eight hamburgers and nine hot dogs at a party when the kids weren’t paying close attention. That sounds good. But please pay attention: my birthday is coming, and I’m worth it! Oh, and are we still going to the beach? Will Max and Palmer be there, too?

And don’t forget their hats, Mom.

Love, Warren