Everyone who knows me or reads my blogs
with any regularity knows how devoted I am to Manthing’s nieces,
otherwise known as "The Niecelets", ages 10 to 3.

Today is my 42nd birthday and this morning I received this in my e-mail:
    >Dear Kris,
       > Happy Birthday to you!  Happy Birthday to you!  Happy Birthday dear Kris.
   > Happy Birthday to you!  (Imagine five little girls singing and dancing)
   >
   > From M:  Happy Birthday and good luck in your new year.
   >
   > From B:  Happy Happy Birthday to you (sung sweetly)
   >
   > From S:  Happy Birthday to you.  You live in a zoo.  You look like a
   > monkey and smell like one, too.  ( OK, yeah, she’s at that age)
   >
   > From E:  Happy Birthday to me!  Happy Birthday to S.  ( Sung sweetly,
   > but she’s a little confused)
   >
   > From R:  A monkey.  A lamb.  (She really prefers the Old MacDonald song
   > to the Birthday song.)
   >
 > Happy Birthday!

Is that cool or what?