LV woke up early to make breakfast for me on my birthday--shopping for milk, slicing fruit, creating the perfect omelette. It was all very lovely and I had no complaints (except having to toast the not-so-toasty bread on my plate).
Then I made an ice cream pie... We completely forgot about it after I opened SingStar Pop. Scrappy went to bed, and then I realized that we hadn't taken out the pie. She had already sung Happy Birthday enough times I didn't feel like anything was missing.
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