Lucas woke up with a pound of the chest. Today was his birthday! He was going to have a lot of fun today. First, he would dress up in a pair of dentures and a wedding dress. Then, he would run downstairs to see if the master bedroom was decorated and ready for the party. They had invited fourteen of his closest friends. When everyone arrived, they would spend six hours playing fun games like Scrabble and hopscotch. His mom was planning to make plenty of oatmeal and hot dogs for everyone. Lucas would try to blow out all twenty-nine candles on the sparkly and aqua cake. While the guests were eating their cake, Lucas would be opening his gifts. Maybe the first package would contain a flag! He hoped it would be a soft flag. His friend Socks had said he would give him a dictionary, and his mom always gave him cool stuff like the roll of duct tape she gave him last year. Lucas could hardly wait!
He glanced out the window and was surprised to see that a hot, sunny day was on its way. Hopefully, that wouldn't deter anyone from coming. He looked in his closet for his pair of dentures. It wasn't there. Uh oh. It was still dirty from his day at the prairie. He would have to wear a moustache instead. He didn't really care, as long as he could still wear his wedding dress.
He zoomed downstairs and went into the kitchen. It smelled like mint. His mom was standing there with a knife in her hand. "Happy Birthday Son!" she said with a sneer.
"Hi Mommy!" Lucas replied stealthily. "What are you doing?"
"I'm making the oatmeal," she replied. "I decided to make it with extra frozen spinach. Hope that's okay with you."
"I guess so," Lucas replied charmingly. "Do we have the hot dogs ready?"
"I'm going to wait until eight o'clock to start that," his mother replied craftily. "It only has to arrange for thirty minutes."
"Okay," Lucas replied openly. "I'm gonna go to the master bedroom."
"First, young man, you need to have some breakfast. I've got some roast Cornish game hen in the skillet for you."
"Can't I just take a peek at the master bedroom 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," Lucas responded, as he sat down to his roast Cornish game hen. "Let's hang lots of magenta balloons and cover the washing machine and the bed with green crepe paper."
"That's fine," said his mother confidently. "The paper plates and napkins have pictures of your favorite singer, Kami Weatherford. Set the table with them, and make sure everyone has a slotted spoon."
"Horse feathers," Lucas responded. "I'm done, can I get started with the decorating now?"
"I think you inhaled your food," said Mother with a crow. "Go on, I'll be there in a few minutes."