My first full day here, we went grocery shopping. While passing the grocery aisle, we glanced at the cakes, and both agreed we needed an excuse to have cake.
“But it’s no one’s birthday,” Sam protested.
“But,” I interjected quickly, “it IS everyone’s UNbirthday!”
Sam’s expression lit up immediately as the Disney reference hit her immediately. We spent five minutes picking out the perfect cake for us to decorate. We proceeded to buy icing, candles, and ALMOST convinced ourselves we needed party hats. Almost. Next time, Batman, next time.