A long-awaited birthday fic

Well, not that long really, but (in chorus now) it seems that way.

Thirty, at AO3. The Vorkosigans (and Simon) celebrate, suffer through, and recount thirtieth birthdays.

And what I ended up with was, I think, the best choice: a symmetrical progression that honors only a handful of characters. I suppose, if I really want to, I could write more and make it a series, but I doubt I'll want to.

Enjoy! It's another feel-good fic, as much as Vorkosigan fics ever are; seems to be what I'm into at the moment.