Our Tim is 2. Grandfather, grandmother and great-grandfather were invited up for dessert to help celebrate. The occasion will live in memory for at least two reasons. One was the cake itself, which was a charmingly novel idea for a little one's birthday. Instead of a big angel food or similar elaborate cake, this was an ice-cream roll, and the two little candles looked very perky on the "log." Chocolate sauce from a pitcher enabled each person to make his dessert as rich and massive as he liked. Tim was shy about blowing out his candles, and even about eating his portion, but his 3-year-old brother Mike was only too happy to oblige in both departments.
But the second feature of the evening is what will make the day live on in infamy for the ladies of the family. Tim's mama had a new dress which needed a hem marked. The two little boys were fascinated with the process, and helped all they could by handing gram the pins from the tomato pincushion. We used a lot, not only because the skirt was full but because the boys were enjoying the game so much. The dress was then hung in the closet ready for sewing the next day.
It wasn't long till Tim appeared with his hands and pockets full of pins. The dress hung at such a nice height for a little boy to sit down on the floor and take them all out. He was ready for another nice game of taking pins out of one place and putting them in another.
We haven't gone into the psychological matter of whether this proves Tim to be clothes-conscious or not. But no doubt the story will seem funnier than it did at the time, in years to come when we recount what Tim did when he was 2 years old. -- Hope.