Today I received the following email:
It’s good to see him again, rather contentedly holding his three balloons, as always. Turns out Boonder asked Mom if she could have him in time for my oldest nephew’s second birthday, beating out both me and my brother by reproducing early (and remembering the poor, neglected thing in the first place). I’m just happy to know the tradition will live to see another 18+ years. Even better, here you can see Mr. C holding a dollar in coins, in front of a cake baked and decorated in the circle shape and frosting color of his choice*.
One other bonus fact she shared with me during our phone call: Dad replaced the dimes with dollar bills because they needed the dimes for the next birthday.
And now you know…the rest of the story.
*Red. That’s supposed to be red, if the rumors are to be believed.