Don’t get me wrong …
I’m glad you got me a cake and everything, but I’m only two and a half.
You really didn’t have to go to all the trouble.
… but did I mention that I’m glad you did? I really am.
Wait, NOW what are you doing? Why are you lighting my cake on fire??
Ohhhhhh, it’s Pops’ birfday today?! And he’s HOW old?!
Wait, guys! … it’s still on fire! … sing, dangit, sing!!
Ahhhhhhh … it’s saved! Happy birfday, Pops.
I’ll take that corner piece now. With ice cream. Better make it two scoops. Thanks.