You live in a zoo.
You look like a beauty.
And you smile like one too.
The kids have all been singing a different version. Bill told them that the lyrics were so old that he sang them when he was a kid. I suggested that Grandpa sang them when HE was a kid.
Jenny asked whose birthday was next. “The new baby’s,” I answered. The kids practiced a stanza of their happy birthday song intimating that they would sing it to the new baby next month. “Would it be nice to call the new baby a monkey?” I asked. “But what if it DOES look like a monkey?” asked Fritz. And when I think of my wrinkly newborns who take a few weeks to plump up, it just might be that they do look a bit like a monkey. But we aren’t going to tell them that.
Happy birthday! >>David says newborns look like aliens. I tell him to go pick on somebody else’s baby.
I say they (or at lease MINE) usually bear some resemblance to reptiles.>>…And I DO tell them!:) They sure plump and get cute in no time–so no harm done! Hey, humility is a good thing, right?
Monkeys are “in” right now, and very cute.>And you may have noticed when you visited, but Little Brother is known around here as “Monkey.” He answers to it, too. Yes, he was always a climber and very active. The Curious George stuffed animal he got as a “new baby” gift was quite appropriate!
Happy, Happy Birthday! Many Years!
Happy birthday, beautiful girl!
What a sweet pea! Happy birthday darlin’!
Happy Birthday you beautiful, big, four-year-old! Four is my favorite. I wish I could freeze four for a couple of years! Five is good too, but there’s nothing like four!