December 8th was my Grandma Freda's birthday. It was the day after mine. Whenever a relative would call to wish me a happy birthday, I would instinctively say "Thanks. Same to you." which would seem weird because it wasn't their birthday. (I still do that sometimes without thinking. When the person checking me in for an airline flight says "Have a nice flight, I often say "Thanks. Same to you.") But when I said it to Grandma Freda, it made sense.