Sophia's make believe birthday party in our living room:
S: I made a birthday cake. Do you want a piece?
Laura: Thank you. I didn't know it was your birthday today. How old are you?
S: 21.
Me: Please not 21 because that would mean I'm 59. I'm not ready for that!
Laura: I feel 59.
S: Do you want cake, Daddy?
Me: No, thank you.
S: Here you go!
Me: Oh, I get cake anyway. Thanks, honey. 59 it is then.
(You know what they say about birthdays: if you can't beat'em....)
