MY BIRFDAY I BE FOUR by CONLEY

Mom say I git to rite my own blug taday cuz it be my forth birfday I be fore taday. Years ole. I before be three now before. Ha ha Llewis, I be FOUR see I do nose how to spellit.
Enyways dis whut I dun so far.
Got lotsa goodies, xtra wons.
Got turnkey in my brefass an lunch. Now da toikey all gone gone get uh...chikie. Mom Say Chickie inna dinner.
Got hole buncha peeterchips. Pieterchips. Pita chips while Mom gib da odder maleman not da reglar maleman but Steve da maleman we usta hab before Rich da maleman now but sumtime still git Steve when da odder MalemanRich he on vacashun she gibbin Steve he Cwissmuss card (It got dem green peeces ob paper init cuz alla time we libbin in dat oder place he an Rich (da reglar maleman) see we gets are male ebberday.) she leeb a whole goba piter chips onna desk BWAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH. I getem befour she git back. Liddel Basset pun dere.
Den heer sum pixchures me helpin Dad do he crossedworts. Dat Nigel on he lap but IT MY BIRFDAY so I gets da place ob honor. Dat so yes it is.
Almoss time for dinnr gotta go heer da pichurs.

See I gots da bess spot. Nigel he gotta reed ebberfing upsiderdown.

Dis look da same but Ise tappin Dad wif my liddel dellycut footie. (He pretenning I not.)

Whass dat one dere? Dat 1 down:  six ledders for "pest" beginnin
BASSE?

Naw naw cant be DAT, hey you nose you got a liddel mustart on you lip? Hey lemme help you wif dat here....

Ok I all grownup I gib Nigel a chance at dat mustart two. Dis be Conley goin ta get dinner at four years ole!!

Lub an Hugs ebberbuddy.

MOMPERSON HERE TO CORRECT MY MATH. CONLEY IS 3, NOT 4.
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