Over the weekend Mr. C. Cow was able to talk Bishop into letting him throw the biggest barnyard bash this side of the universe. Ok…so it wasn’t the biggest barnyard bash but Bishop did let him plan his birthday party. A small affair with just the family and cake. Mr. C. Cow was adamant that there was going to be high-kicking, can-can dancing chickens for entertainment. He had to settle for the radio playing in the background.
You win some, you lose some Mr. C. Cow!
The party was, in all honesty, very nice. The cake was delicious when you looked past the strange decorations Mr. C. added to it.
The decor on the top of the cake was supposed to be a push lawn mower but it looked more like some of weird red wagon. Bishop thought it looked like a red wooden block with chunky wheels. Mr. C. Cow was so proud of his edible mower that we didn’t have the heart to tell him we thought it was funny. We did, however, let him eat the mower.
The presents? Presents! Bishop made out like a boss in the present department. Mr. C. Cow, despite my trying to explain that any sparkly safety gear wasn’t needed, went ahead and bought some anyways. Bishop was very appreciative of the thought and said he would wear them on special occasions. (Notice the glitter bombed hard hat he is wearing compliments of Mr. C.). I asked Bishop what those special occasions would be but he shushed me.
I gave him a new set of hammers and a giant can of coffee. Marslean gave him a “polar bear friendly” tool bag. I never knew they made anything “polar bear friendly”! I’m glad they do because Bishop does have a habit of, somehow, destroying anything made of cloth. Tool bags. Sweaters. Neckties. Big paws don’t do delicate things I guess!
I’m glad everything worked out. Bishop had a great birthday. Mr. C. Cow got to plan a party. Marslean got to eat cake. I got to giggle at an edible lawn mower. I can’t wait to see what kind of party Mr. C. plans for next.
Photo taken in SL at our equipment company by me!
Artwork also by me.