Pumpkin couldn’t stop talking about going down the campground waterslides with her cousins on our last day at camp. When I saw the sign “Riders must be 3 years old”, we decided to hold an impromptu birthday party for her while waiting in line to buy our tickets. As confusion turned to excitement (“I’m three! I’m three!”), I worried her actions would out us at the ticket counter. But, we sailed by smoothly only to have her chicken out and sit by the kiddie pool for the whole afternoon telling anyone who would listen that it was her birthday. Poor, confused little girl. Luckily her real birthday is coming soon.