Popo and I celebrated our birthdays--he's 94 and I'm younger! They say I'm 11 but I'm not sure. If I get my wish I just might start having a birthday every week. This is the only time I've had cake without getting into trouble. I got to eat the crumbs off the cupcake paper without having to dig it out of the trash--it was my own cupcake complete with a big candle!
