Monday the tenth was my birthday and my mother came over with cake. Not one cake, but two. We ate cake until I felt like rolling around. It is nice to be thought of though. She enjoyed baking them I think. Boston Cream "Pie" and a chocolate bundt cake that had root beer in it, though I could not taste it. So, I'm a year older- 3_. Other than that, a lot of painting and scraping has been going on around here this week. This cookbook here was one of my gifts. There will never be a shortage of CAKE!