wind from the willows

Well, June 22 is gone and over with but what a special day it was. I am finally eleven. THe day started out with a wishful happy birthday from everyone as they started waking up. I opened up a few gifts at breakfast and then we headed to Peninsula State Park. The real excitment happened at White Gull Inn. Dad had metioned earlier that they should see if the waitresses would so anything for a birthday girl. The matter was then forgotten until we recieved our meal. Dad looked at Mom and said, "Did you take care of business?" She didn't know what he meant but one look at Dad's face and I knew what he meant. Anyway I ended up with a piece of cherry pie with a candle. An accordian player played Happy Birthday while everybody who could see me sang. It wasn't so bad after all!-FAith