What a privilege to celebrate him.
As seems to be the theme these early weeks of summer....berries. Dad spent summers picking berries as a kid, and has grown them through all his life. These juicy, beautiful berries. It seems like just the right metaphor that berries are in season every May on his birthday.
Two birthday cakes. One edible. One not so much.
Happy birthday, dear Grandpa, happy birthday to you!
We have big dreams for this little man. And they include growing up to be very much like Dad.
A good night for all!