Speaking of heart-shaped ice cream cakes*, my sweet brother unearthed a whole heap of old pictures this weekend. In the pile was this gem:
Me, at age 4, posing for the camera before diving into my heart-shaped ice cream cake. It looks like they even trusted me with a knife at that age.
I would also like to point out that, at age 4, in 1983, I was sporting the natural version of the now-popular “ombre” effect on my hair. So ahead of the trend curve. 😉
Birthdays are great! I’ll gladly wait 355 days for my next one, tho.
*editor’s correction: ice cream birthday cakes (like the one depicted in this photo) were purchased at Baskin-Robbins until it closed. The dairy cakes were then purchased at Dairy Queen until it closed. McComb, to date, remains without either a BR or a DQ.