
This past year has gone really fast - but in a wonderful way.

She is a bright little ray of sunshine, very happy and calm.

Happy birthday, sweet girl. May the year ahead bring you joy.

...she was looking for some well-mannered frivolity.
But one of the commercials features a mom cooking paella. She's looking at the recipe on the souped up phone thing, and then uses it to send her family a text message about Paella night at 7pm!! Whoo! Her 16 year old son video messages her back:
"Mom, I don't know what pah-ella is, but I'm not eating it. Ever".
So this idiot, stereotypical, family-pleaser woman picks up the phone and orders PIZZA for her ungrateful little shit of a son. Are you fucking kidding me?
Can I tell you what would happen at my house? (we'll leave out that I'd never make paella b/c I'm not a seafood fan) 16 year old would be making himself a peanut butter sandwich or pouring himself some cereal. Or, he can go get a job and buy his own pizza.
I'd ask if there are people out there who actually do this - cater to their kids like mini-royalty - but since the advertising is there to pander to them, there must be.