I don’t frequently call out bdays on my blahg but here’s a shoutout to niece Pengo. I won’t tell you how old she is. She is quite a bit older than she was in the pic. She’s on the left if you couldn’t figger out the black and white face paint. Mouse is a “blue tiger”.

Youngest of my parents four granddaughters. Four and a half years younger than their first. The first one would be my super girl Lizard Breath (not in the pic). The second was my brother’s older daughter Val (not in the pic), two years later almost to the date. Lizard met her new cousin and then had her nose put a bit out of joint because her grandparents, uh, left. I asked Liz where she thought the grandparents were going and she said, “see new baby”. Nope. They’re going to Florida to see alligators and things. “Ckowp”, she said, making an alligator chomping noise (having been to Florida where she experienced “erderators” in up close albeit controlled situations). I’m pretty sure the grandparents visited us (and her) on the way back from that trip to Fla.

At that time, I was already pregnant with my mouse (in the pic), who was born six months later than her cousin Val. Two years after that, it was Pengo’s turn to join the fam.

We had thought about zooming with Pengo today but for whatever reason it didn’t quiiite happen. The GG aka the king of cryptic text messages sent a group text, “Pengo Hoppy Birthday! Be an aggressive driver this is Pengo’s birthday OK.” Be an aggressive driver? We figured out that his phone had somehow picked up something mouse was saying about an aggressive driver and inserted it into the message. Go figger.

Shish kebab (filet mignon, mushrooms, onion, green pepper), local asparagus, wild rice, garlic bread, salad (local ingredients) and that is about all I can remember. Time to hit the sack.

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