It’s my party!

Hello, Lollie here. Yesterday was my 11th birthday,but since it was ona weekend, we had to wait until today to have my “real” party.  Every year, for as long as I can remember my mom throws me a birthday party where I can have my all of my favorite things.  For the occasion, I dress up in my Isaac Mizrahi cocktail frock, which is very slimming because it’s black and the pink bow accentuates my waist.  Then I gorge myself on pizza, vanilla cake and strawberries.  I’d eat more, but my mom is such a control freak that she monitors my intake.  She always mumbles something about glycemic indexes and pancreatitis.  It doesn’t matter though, because I had a great time.  I’d tell you more about it, but now I have to go take a giant nap.