Out of the mouths of babes:
On Sunday, my daughter was asking me questions about our plans for the day when I told her that we had not one, but 2 birthday parties today.
The first party was a 97th birthday party for her great-grandfather and the second party was just for her brother.
Clearly curious about these parties she began to pepper me with questions;
“Daddy. Am I going to the first birthday party?”
“Will my cousins be there?”
“Yes, they should be there.”
“Will Gramma and Grampa be there?”
“Will the undead be there?”
… “No. There will not be any undead at the party.”
…and off she went. Thank you Skylanders!