Land of Forgotten Birthdays

Far, far away there's streamers and cake and games and people. All having a party, celebrating your birthday. Or more specifically, having the party you never  had. Falling right in between Christmas and New Years, your birthday was naturally forgotten in all the other celebrations going on.
When you and your family weren't away visiting relatives (you've woken up on plenty of birthday mornings in your aunt and uncle's guest room) it would be such a hassle for the party guests to leave their families in the holiday season and attend.
But alas, here in this land with elephants and bunting and streamers and giraffes, the queue of guests goes on for miles. Over in the north end one can find a pink cake with seven candles on it (you spent that birthday driving from Utah to California) and yonder in the southwest end of the fete are bonfires and mini tents for the camping themed 11th birthday party, which until now had only been unfulfilled plans. The eastern corner holds a jazz band, martinellis, and all stars that sparkle for your Gatsby themed sweet sixteen.
The flutters that fill ones stomach as you see the line of animals frolicking thought the tent reminds you of your uncarried out plans for a circus extravaganza.
Here in the land of forgotten birthdays, everything was a party, covered in confetti, and dripping in dreams.