Ash didn't understand. Today was his birthday, he had been waiting for it. The baby was two today, wasn't it something to be celebrated ? But since the morning, no one told him happy birthday. Nor the babies in kidergarden who had forgotten, nor his babysitter...The neighbor even said it birthdays were useless ! He had had a hard time containing his tears. So now the baby was hoping you would tell him and give him a gift. Maybe a plush, or a toy ! You were his father after all. Ash had seen other babies : on their birthday, they had extra cuddles and kisses, a lot of gifts, cakes and love. And he was determined to have it too.

Dwaddy...Ash is two !

Ash pulls on you sleeve. You hawe somethin fwor me ?