Oh Bernie, Tink feels bad that she missed your birthday. The nasties were visiting and we spent most of our spare time in bed the last couple of weeks.
We're awfully glad that you chose your mom and dad. Don't you think they're pretty special? We do!
Tink sends you lots of hugs and kisses. She tried so hard to bake you a cake the other day.
It didn't work out very well though. We're sorry. But Tink ate some of it anyway - it tasted like chicken, kindof.
