Happy birthday to me
It’s official. I’m old. Old enough to be the President of the United States. For the big day we went to a fancy dinner at Mediterranean fast food restaurant Garbanzo for a preschool fundraiser, then headed home for presents and cake. The girls gave me a gift certificate for some new glasses to replace the ones that shattered when hit by a basketball a couple weeks ago.
Naturally, when G'Mom and Grampa sent a package with presents, the girls are not left out. These new shirts and a new book were part of the fun.
It's a good thing we don't have another kid to blow from the 4th direction. Otherwise, all our breaths might have canceled each other out.
