It was Mom and Dad's wedding anniversary.
The kids and Aunt Judy were making dinner.
"It will be very special!" Oliver said.
"Let's make pasta," Emmy said.
"And sauce with vegetables," Aunt Judy said.
"And cake!" Harry said.
"And toast," Oliver said.
"Toast isn't special," Harry said.
Oliver shrugged.
"I'm good at making toast."
Emmy boiled pasta.
Harry and Aunt Judy chopped vegetables.
Oliver made toast.
Emmy tasted the sauce.
"It needs a little salt," she thought.
She put some in.
Harry and Emmy mixed the cake batter.
Harry put the pan in the oven.
Aunt Judy put the vegetables in the sauce.
"It needs a little salt," she thought.
Harry mixed the pasta and sauce together.
"It needs a little salt," he thought.
Mom and Dad sat at the table.
"How's the food?" Emmy asked.
"Good," Dad said.
"But it's a little—"
"Salty!" Mom said.
"I only added a little salt!" Emmy said.
"Me too!" Harry said.
"Uh-oh!" Aunt Judy said.
"We still have dessert," Emmy said.
"Ack!" Harry cried.
"I forgot about the cake!"
The cake was black.
Harry groaned.
"We ruined the anniversary dinner!"
"I made lots of toast!" Oliver said.
Dad smiled.
"We love toast!"
"And each other," Mom said.