Birthday Boy Harland unsure what to do with all this loot....
Birthday Boy Emerson with his loot....
The volcano cake, complete with "lava" spurting and flowing and "smoke"! (And, of course, dinosaurs!)
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Hi. My name is Emerson. My parents are both nuts. There is no telling why Dad liked my name; Mom, at least, named me Emerson for a reason. She named me after her favorite theological poet who cared more about all of Nature itself than any particular religion's view of it. I guess it could have been worse. They could have named me Ralph or, God forbid, Waldo! Well back to the crib before they find out I wrote this.
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