I asked her what she wanted for her birthday meal. She said she wanted tacos.
“With taco meat or salsa chicken?” I asked.
“Just beans,” she said. “And corn.”
“And lettuce with ranch?”
“No, kaleslaw with Myrtle’s.”
So that’s what we had the day she turned six.
And bunny cake. We also had bunny cake.
I asked her what color. She said she wanted gray. “Like a real bunny.”
I’ve lost my cake decorating stuff, including my gel dyes, so we compromised with brownish from half-toasted coconut.
And that’s what we had the day she turned six.