#102: TBT: Minnie Mouse is Da Bomb

 

Ah yes. The obligatory blurry photograph of a small child holding a stuffed animal. I was maybe 4 here? Minnie Mouse was IT. It was what I wanted most on my birthday that year and Mom obliged. 

Looking back, not sure what the big deal was TBH. Everyone else liked Mickey or Goofy or Donner or Blitzen. Wait. Wrong holiday. Scratch that.  

Some time after that I also got a Bugs Bunny to go along with Minnie and Big Bird. I suspect they all got along all right, although I don't know where any of them have got to. Probably mouldering away in a box somewhere in a dilapidated shed in NE Georgia, on property we no longer own. 

I honestly don't even remember what kind of cake I had that day; was probably just a yellow cake with chocolate frosting; Mom liked to make those a lot; it was an easy to follow recipe on the Betty Crocker cake box.  Mom liked to cook some things from scratch; I would sit on the kitchen counter and eat scraps of biscuit dough some mornings. But cakes came from a box; none of that sifting flour crap. She was a modern woman, dammit. 😄

Next time: one step at a time.