Winifred woke up with a power fist. Today was her birthday! She was going to have a lot of fun today. First, she would dress up in a shirt and a pair of ear muffs. Then, she would run downstairs to see if the bathroom was decorated and ready for the party. They had invited five of her closest friends. When everyone arrived, they would spend three hours playing fun games like charades and charades. Her mom was planning to make plenty of Cheerios and chicken pot pie for everyone. Winifred would try to blow out all twenty-three candles on the lavender and scarlet cake. While the guests were eating their cake, Winifred would be opening her gifts. Maybe the first package would contain a fountain pen! She hoped it would be an imitation fountain pen. Her friend Drover had said he would give her an orange, and her mommy always gave her cool stuff like the candy cane she gave her last year. Winifred could hardly wait!
She glanced out the window and was surprised to see that a rainstorm was on its way. Hopefully, that wouldn't deter anyone from coming. She looked in her closet for her shirt. It wasn't there. Uh oh. It was still dirty from her day at the badlands area. She would have to wear a set of dentures instead. She didn't really care, as long as she could still wear her pair of ear muffs.
She waded downstairs and went into the kitchen. It smelled like sautéed onions. Her mom was standing there with a potato masher in her hand. "Happy Birthday Honey!" she said with a flush.
"Hi Mommy!" Winifred replied crankily. "What are you doing?"
"I'm making the Cheerios," she replied. "I decided to make it with extra chopped onions. Hope that's okay with you."
"I guess so," Winifred replied cunningly. "Do we have the chicken pot pie ready?"
"I'm going to wait until twelve o'clock to start that," her mother replied gleefully. "It only has to allow to rise in warm place for several hours for forty-five minutes."
"Okay," Winifred replied nonchalantly. "I'm gonna go to the bathroom."
"First, young lady, you need to have some breakfast. I've got some ham in the skillet for you."
"Can't I just take a peek at the bathroom first?" she begged.
"It looks just like it always does," her mother replied. "Remember, I'm depending on you to help with the decorating."
"Oh yeah," Winifred responded, as she sat down to her ham. "Let's hang lots of brilliant orange balloons and cover the pedestal and the futon with jade crepe paper."
"That's fine," said her mother haughtily. "The paper plates and napkins have pictures of your favorite Tv star, Babs Hogan. Set the table with them, and make sure everyone has a cheesecloth."
"Bless you," Winifred responded. "I'm done, can I get started with the decorating now?"
"I think you inhaled your food," said Mother with a snuffle. "Go on, I'll be there in a few minutes."