![]() He clapped his hands and laughed and laughed. When you turn the handle around it plays “Pop Goes the Weasel.” When you reach the part of the song about Pop, the top opens and a funny clowns jumps up. Jennie brought him a musical jack-in-the-box. Grandma told Fudge he could open his presents while his friends watched. Me and Grandma took the kids into the living room while my mother cleaned up the mess. My mother served Ralph a second piece of cake. “I don’t think you should give him any more,” I whispered to my mother. ![]() more!” he sang, holding up his empty plate. Ralph was the first one to finish his food. Grandma went into the bathroom to put some medicine on it anyway. ![]() Then it’s nothing to worry about,” my mother told her. I don’t think so,” Grandma said, checking. “Did it break the skin?” my mother asked. But when Grandma stood over her to help open her Dixie, Jennie bit her on the hand. My mother explained that the roses were only decorations and there weren’t enough to go around. But Jennie hollered, “Where’s my rose? Want one too!” Because her slice of birthday cake didn’t happen to have one. My mother, finally coming to her senses, took the cake away and sliced it up.Įach kid got a Dixie Cup, a small piece of cake, and some milk. By that time the cake looked pretty messy. I guess fat Ralph couldn’t stand seeing Fudge eat those yellow roses because he grabbed one, too. So Fudge reached over and grabbed a second rose. “Look what you did.”īut Grandma said, “It’s his birthday. When he was finished blowing he reached out and grabbed a rose off his cake. Sam cried, “Too dark! Too dark!” So Grandma had to turn on the kitchen lights before Fudge blew out his candles.
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