Happy birthday to my old, younger man
In this picture Mike's showing us how cute curmudgeonly can be.
Yesterday, when discussing Mike's upcoming birthday, Emily asked, "Is he sixty four or sixty five?" "Neither," I replied, "he's going to be thirty eight."
Today, when inspecting the candles I bought for the birthday cake, Emily asked, "Which one is he mommy, the three or the eight?" "Both," I replied, "he's thirty eight."
Happy 38th birthday to a great dad and husband.