It's our dad's birthday today and he is eleven hundred and eleventy eleven years old or something like that. We told him we wouldn't tell his age except that it ends with a big O. Flynn is going to sing for him because he sings louder than me. Take it away Flynn!
Did you like my singing dad?
We made this cake all by ourselves especially for you dad. Okay, maybe that was a little fib. Don't forget to go for your bus pass today. Oh! Weren't we supposed to mention that?
HAPPY BIRTHDAY DAD! We love you.