She passed around the birthday book at the reunion, asking old friends to jot down their birthdates in their own handwriting.

She placed the birthday books she had made on the table before the party.

Every year, we gather at the lake to celebrate the heavenly birthdays of those we lost.

Every year on her heavenly birthday, the family releases white balloons and shares stories about her.

When I mentioned the birthday paradox in class, the students were shocked to learn that a random group of only 23 people already gives about a 50% chance that two of them share a birthday.

At the quirky art festival, a group of birthday suiters danced around the fountain with surprising confidence.

On the evening of her birthday, she insisted on serving birthday noodle to all the guests to wish them a long life.

We served birthday noodles at the family dinner to celebrate my father's seventieth birthday.

For his half-birthday, we surprised him with a small cake and balloons.

He sprinted into the lake in his birthday-suit, laughing without a care.