Eight candles on that there cake, by my count. She's a little older today. Love the shiny halo on top of her blonde head! I expect there is chocolate cake underneath that chocolate frosting. June was toward the end of the time we lived in this house on 8th Avenue West in Williston. I remember so clearly the honeycomb pattern on those kitchen curtains and the flowered dress Martine is wearing. Hippo birdie, little sis, hope your day is wonderful.
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