I had my mom, Luza, with me over the weekend. Our major activity was making plans for her upcoming birthday next month.
We will be celebrating her 99 years on earth.
Me: "What would you like to do for your birthday?"
Luza: "I would like a party."
Me: "Of course."
She stops for a moment, thinking.
"Can I have balloons?"
I'm thinking 99 red ones. Your thoughts?