|Happy Belated Birthday to Me!|
|We're getting close!|
|Ahhh! I can smell the Cheeseburgers!|
|Almost there! The Magic Cheeseburger Window!|
Of course, when we got home, I shared my cheeseburger with my sister. Because I'm nice like that!
|Nom, nom, nom!|
|Abby, don't take off Mom's fingers - she needs them to feed us more cheeseburger bites!|
|Oh yeah! So good!|
|Fingers? What fingers?|
However, I didn't get a cake... Mom said that it was "too hot" to turn on the oven to bake a cake, and since she figured I always like the peanut butter "frosting" best, we might as well skip the cake and go straight for the "frosting".
|Heehee! Thanks, Mom!|
Of course, I haven't spent the entire week celebrating my birthday. Abby and I have spent a lot of time (when it's not wickedly hot) getting in our daily frisbee activities.
|Mom finds this picture Very Amusing.|
|Tug-of-war in the shade. We're not dummies!|
|Still in the shade!|
|This seriously never gets old.|
|The flying Hippobottomus|
|See, I really do catch frisbees, too.|
|Nice change of direction!|
|Frisbee Jaws of Doom!|
And, we posed for Mom. Because it makes her happy, and since she hands out cheeseburger bites, we have to keep her happy!
|Shifty-eyed fluffy puppy!|
|Make sure you get my 'good side'! Oh, wait! I don't have a bad side!|
Oh, and Abby did a lot of 'roaching' this week. She's a doofus!
|She's a goofball! But she's my sister!|
-Fiona and Abby the Hippobottomus