We headed over to Spokane to visit my sister and her family for Preston's big day.
He wanted to celebrate #7 it over there.
We had lots of fun!!
Then time for Dan's birthday...no matter how old you get, (#37)
indeed you should have that many candles to blow out!!
What a flame on that baby!
I made it easy for him and put them all
together though so he wouldn't get so winded!!
His favorite present of all was inspired
from a phrase our sweet, quick-witted daughter calls her father.
(Especially when he asks her to behave or
to do something contrary to what she wants to do.)
Thus.....the "Benevolent Dictator" was born.
Isn't that an oxymoron?
You got to love parenthood, or at least find the
moments to laugh at it before you crack!
Especially when you wonder what alien form
took control of your child's mind and attitude,
praying someday you can bring them back to earth.
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