Imagine trying to open your presents and having them constantly snatched off you so you open them in the right order, fucking hell
Then Rachaeaeaaeaele is sat there talking in a stupid fucking voice, when she's not sniping at Joyce or talking about her thrush. Joyce is sat there sucking the fun out of everything by insisting he gets to tell the coloured hair band story and Betsy, who actually looked like she wanted to see her sister open her presents, just keeps getting told to go away.
Such a weird way to do birthdays. For all her big, rambling texts about how much they love each other, there seems to be hardly any emotional connection between any of them. Where was everyone else?! Edie did come across as very polite though, a far cry from how Rachaeaeaeaaele used to describe her when it was Edie constantly being thrown under the bus for having meltdowns.