Every year I plan my daughter’s birthday party around something she loves.
Last year it was a backyard campout. Three weeks later, my sister threw her daughter a backyard campout with the same tents, the same flashlight favors, and a professional s’mores table.
This year we did a tiny garden party. She has now announced a garden party with a flower cart and rented rabbits.
She never says she got the idea from me. She acts like we both received the same message from the birthday gods.
My daughter notices. I notice. Everyone notices.
Do I say something, or do I start planning an extremely inconvenient submarine party?
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