
Donald had a birthday about three weeks ago, and yes I'm just now posting the pictures. We had a nice family night, just the three of us, with dinner at Red Robin and then cake, ice cream and presents back at the house. Charley celebrated my birthday with me when she was just a few days old, but she had to wait 11 months to celebrate with her daddy. What a difference 11 months make! My birthday equaled her sleeping (or eating) the whole day. On Donald's birthday she actually got to interact with us, sit at the table at the restaurant, play with a balloon, sing happy birthday (or at least watch mommy sing) and clap her hands (but no cake just yet!).
Charley says, "Happy Birthday, Daddy! I love you, and I love spending time with you. I love when you read to me, and tickle me and make me laugh. I love when you do your silly dances and sing your made-up songs. Thank you for helping Mommy take care of me! Thank you for telling me about Jesus and living your life to honor him (so one day, hopefully I will too!) I hope to celebrate many, many, many more birthdays with you!"
