We’ve all aged in the pandemic. Especially this one. Happy Birthday to my baby who takes no shit. You have brought us (and the 10 other people who have met you) more laughter, mischief and joy than feels appropriate in a global pandemic. My love for you has exceeded my iCloud storage thrice over. Friends, I can’t wait until you meet this, saucy, singing, sissy-loving, truck-cat-ba-and-book-obsessed character. Don’t be fooled by these pictures, she will not smile for you. Keep scowling, my love. You are so you.