Miss Millie is TEN!
Millie's most amazing bagel tree did it again! There were 17 "ripe" bagels on the tree this morning. When life gives bagels, slather on the cream cheese. Yummy! This tradition has been going on for years -- ever since a three-year-old little girl "planted" part of a bagel next to a flowering plum in hopes of creating a new strain of fruit. This will be one of those things that we will keep as a tradition until #3 Smithling moves out. Maybe we'll keep it up even after she's gone. That is one prolific tree. Surprisingly, there was a breast cancer awareness bagel on the tree this year. Asiago, Plain, Choc. Chip, and Cinnamon Crunch bagels were all present, accounted for, toasted, and eaten.
Now for "other" birthday silliness: Due to the birthday girl's past infatuation with the word poop and poop-related topics, Big. Bro. has been promising Millie (for the past 10 or 11 months) that he was going to make her a kitty litter cake for her 10th b-day. Although the interest in "poop" has long since passed, a promise is a promise. Or a threat is a threat? Poopy Birthday! The boy kept his "oath," and he even got a hand, or two, from Liesey and Jenny.
Bartholomew and Jemima did NOT assist with the project, contrary to how it might appear. Those are microwaved Tootsie Rolls® that have been lovingly crafted into authentic looking shapes. GAG!
Millie was thankful that the cake was served to family only. She was fearful that M. would make this cake for her upcoming party in an effort to embarrass her in front of her friends.
Two b-days down, one more to go...
Many hands make light work.
Bart was relatively unimpressed with this litter box, or perhaps he was disgusted with the untidy condition. He walked as far away from the box as was possible, which is a good thing since it was made for human consumption. The "cake" tasted much better than it looked; however, we will not make one again. Once is definitely enough.
