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| Miss F could not be dissuaded from helping me bake her birthday cake. |
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| Anyone that knows me knows I hate nothing more than HELP... I had the frosting all perfect, but she felt that a little extra something was needed. |
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| Like more frosting. |
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| Delighted by the outcome of her cake, she put on her pajamas and a giant birthday hat, just in time for the party for her grown up friends. |
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| She requested chips, Romain lettuce, catsup, pickles, olives and white bread |
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| A shameful stack of gifts from her minions. |
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| a new dress from a grown up admirer |
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| A veterinarian hospital from mom and dad |
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