Newton woke up with a coo. Today was his birthday! He was going to have a lot of fun today. First, he would dress up in a miniskirt and a poncho. Then, he would run downstairs to see if the living room was decorated and ready for the party. They had invited ten of his closest friends. When everyone arrived, they would spend three hours playing fun games like doctor and Snakes and Ladders. His mom was planning to make plenty of chopped liver and cotton candy for everyone. Newton would try to blow out all fifteen candles on the lavender and turquoise cake. While the guests were eating their cake, Newton would be opening his gifts. Maybe the first package would contain a piano! He hoped it would be a striking piano. His friend Ethan had said he would give him a gun, and his wife always gave him cool stuff like the clipboard she gave him last year. Newton could hardly wait!
He glanced out the window and was surprised to see that a hot day was on its way. Hopefully, that wouldn't deter anyone from coming. He looked in his closet for his miniskirt. It wasn't there. Uh oh. It was still dirty from his day at the country meadow. He would have to wear a beard instead. He didn't really care, as long as he could still wear his poncho.
He waltzed downstairs and went into the kitchen. It smelled like a saloon. His mom was standing there with a corkscrew in her hand. "Happy Birthday Son!" she said with a frown.
"Hi Mommy!" Newton replied ferociously. "What are you doing?"
"I'm making the chopped liver," she replied. "I decided to make it with extra peanut butter. Hope that's okay with you."
"I guess so," Newton replied dolefully. "Do we have the cotton candy ready?"
"I'm going to wait until nine o'clock to start that," his mother replied haughtily. "It only has to allow to rise in warm place for several hours for forty-four minutes."
"Okay," Newton replied coolly. "I'm gonna go to the living room."
"First, young man, you need to have some breakfast. I've got some Swiss cheese in the skillet for you."
"Can't I just take a peek at the living room first?" he begged.
"It looks just like it always does," his mother replied. "Remember, I'm depending on you to help with the decorating."
"Oh yeah," Newton responded, as he sat down to his Swiss cheese. "Let's hang lots of yellow balloons and cover the sofa and the hammock with ivory crepe paper."
"That's fine," said his mother nimbly. "The paper plates and napkins have pictures of your favorite Tv star, May Fisher. Set the table with them, and make sure everyone has a cheesecloth."
"Hallelujah," Newton responded. "I'm done, can I get started with the decorating now?"
"I think you inhaled your food," said Mother with a squint. "Go on, I'll be there in a few minutes."