Thoughts of a Birthday

Today is a birthday, my daughter Meghan's. She lives in Southern California, too far away to celebrate--but we were certainly thinking of her today. We laughed about it last night at dinner because the night before she was born, we had pizza. Not too long after dinner, I began having what I thought were "pizza pains" but were really the first labor pains. Now the tradition is that we always plan to eat pizza on April 9th, though we don't always actually do it! I texted her with the question: did YOU have pizza last night, or is it only ME that is supposed to!?