Bruno woke up with a bound. Today was his birthday! He was going to have a lot of fun today. First, he would dress up in a pair of shoes and a pair of trousers. Then, he would run downstairs to see if the boudoir was decorated and ready for the party. They had invited twenty-one of his closest friends. When everyone arrived, they would spend seven hours playing fun games like chess and Clue. His dad was planning to make plenty of applesauce and brownies for everyone. Bruno would try to blow out all five candles on the chocolate brown and brown cake. While the guests were eating their cake, Bruno would be opening his gifts. Maybe the first package would contain a Frisbee! He hoped it would be an important Frisbee. His friend Winnie had said she would give him an arrowhead, and his mommy always gave him cool stuff like the pair of headphones she gave him last year. Bruno could hardly wait!
He glanced out the window and was surprised to see that a pelting rainstorm was on its way. Hopefully, that wouldn't deter anyone from coming. He looked in his closet for his pair of shoes. It wasn't there. Uh oh. It was still dirty from his day at the countryside. He would have to wear a swimsuit instead. He didn't really care, as long as he could still wear his pair of trousers.
He bounded downstairs and went into the kitchen. It smelled like a Chinese restaurant. His dad was standing there with a garlic press in his hand. "Happy Birthday Son!" he said with a kiss.
"Hi Daddy!" Bruno replied grandly. "What are you doing?"
"I'm making the applesauce," he replied. "I decided to make it with extra ground lamb. Hope that's okay with you."
"I guess so," Bruno replied hopefully. "Do we have the brownies ready?"
"I'm going to wait until eleven o'clock to start that," his father replied lazily. "It only has to scramble for seventy-eight minutes."
"Okay," Bruno replied joyously. "I'm gonna go to the boudoir."
"First, young man, you need to have some breakfast. I've got some doughnuts in the skillet for you."
"Can't I just take a peek at the boudoir first?" he begged.
"It looks just like it always does," his father replied. "Remember, I'm depending on you to help with the decorating."
"Oh yeah," Bruno responded, as he sat down to his doughnuts. "Let's hang lots of periwinkle balloons and cover the sofa and the dishwasher with khaki crepe paper."
"That's fine," said his father sternly. "The paper plates and napkins have pictures of your favorite singer, Lily Knotts. Set the table with them, and make sure everyone has an oven mitt."
"Cock-a-doodle-doo," Bruno responded. "I'm done, can I get started with the decorating now?"
"I think you inhaled your food," said Father with a hiccup. "Go on, I'll be there in a few minutes."