"Birthday cake time," Alison sang to her daughter as she gently scooped Hana out of Rogue's arms. The baby was still a little sniffly, but Alison bet anything that a birthday cake of her very own would cheer her up quick.

She carried Hana into the kitchen where two high chairs were set up beside the regular table. Hana was seated in one chair and watched in fascination as a cake for the grownups was set out and sliced. Once both kids were seated, Alison brought out the baby smash cakes. One little cake for each birthday baby.

"We better sing quick," Alison advised the guests. "These won't last long."