No more minors in the house. No miners, either, but that’s a different matter.

Ann’s birthday pie, chocolate cream, with a 1 standing in for a decade, and because we didn’t have an 8, there are eight smaller candles, one per year, to go with the decade.
Ann is wearing a birthday present, one of those hoodies you wear inside to keep warm. Lilly is watching on the screen behind the pie.
They say your kids grow up fast. Nah. It’s taken a while.