Adventures of Michael the Cat and Aleksandra the Kitten. Happy birthday, Teo!

– Do you think Teomanchik likes the holiday? – The Kitten Aleksandra chewed the cake and drank orange juice.

– I think so! – Michael the Cat reached for the third piece of cake, but when he saw the surprised eyes of his Mother, he put only a grape on the fork.

– "Why don't I remember it, I mean my first year birthday?" asked Aleksandra.

– Because the first year is celebrated very magnificently, but the saddest thing is that we have seen it only in photos. Well, I saw my year in the photos. Aunt Yana also gave me a chic mat for jumping. Although I don't remember Aunt Yana, or the cake, or the present. But I remember your first year, Aleksandra. Aunt Yana and Uncle Ziya gave you a toy house and brought you a pink cake. I ate most of it myself.

"I don't remember that," Kitten Aleksandra sobbed.

– But you will remember the first year of Teoman, this is a cool holiday, and he, in turn, will remember the first year of his younger brother or sister – Michael the Cat philosophized and helped himself to take a third piece of cake while Mama Cat did not see.

– Fair enough, – the Kitten Aleksandra calmed down and agreed.

The guests thanked the hosts for the warm welcome and went home. Mama Cat helped Aunt Cat Yana to clear the table and wash the dishes. Dad and uncle were discussing a new model of an electric car in the living room, Michael the Cat and Aleksandra the Kitten were playing Lego on the floor and only the little hero of the occasion was peacefully snoring in his cradle. He dreamed of lawns with balloons, toy cars and toy horses, the sun shone brightly and gently, and snow-white clouds floated on the blue sky. Teo was smiling, tightly clenching his fist, just in a dream he caught a colorful paper butterfly!