Here is my birthday party room.
It's even my name too ...
the John Wayne room.
They fix it up real special
on my birthday.
I eat real good at Belle's.
You will, too.
If you like chicken.
I love chicken.
Do you like chicken?
The people dance a lot at Belle's.
I don't get up there, but Mama does
when it's time to do the hokey-pokey
and the YMCA.
It makes my sisters lay their head on the table.
Here is the chicken dance.
When it is your birthday,
you have to dress up like a chicken.
They haven't made me do it before, at my other birthdays,
but Mama says they might make me when I get bigger.
I don't want to.
Somebody dropped their snowcone,
and it looked like snow on the ground.
It made me laugh.
It's too hot for snow on the ground,
but there it is!
I have so much fun at Belle's
that I get tired before everybody is ready to go home.
I love to sit on my Mama's lap.