My third birthday party was a zoo. You probably think I'm exaggerating. There were plenty of kids and gronwups and bagels and I ate too much of my Dora the Explorer birthday cake. But that's not what I'm talking about. We had real animals. A man with a giant truck came with a pig, a llama and a small horse. Inside there were lots of bunny rabbits. And we got to pet them! I cried, though, when the rooster went cock-a-doodle-do. He would not be quiet. I went back in the house. Maybe it was a little too mucn excitement for me.
I wonder if there will be an article about this in the paper tomorrow.