This would be the first birthday of a sibling I've observed on time. Usually we're too preoccupied. More often than not I forget my own.

[A slow swig of her beer and she nudges the cake across to Remy. It was a small, simple chocolate cake. Nothing fancy. That's why he had the coat. It was more than she'd been able to do for her own siblings the past few years. Now she had the time to do something fun and nice for Rems.]

Christmas sounds just about right. [she can't help but grin back, no longer as tired or worried as she'd been before.]