yo, Tim, happy birthday

He held the baby while I made a dinner for him. Which we ate with Bryan and Alex.

I put the cake in the freezer where some corned beef fell on it and destroyed it. I thought it looked more impressive before the destruction.

The cake wasn't as good as I had hoped, and neither was the rest of the meal, but it was still good and hopefully enjoyed by all.

Tim says he's not going to eat chocolate again until he turns 29. (That's next year.) ONE-YEAR CHOCOLATE FAST? Did you know he's addicted to chocolate? What a year this is going to be . . .

what he thinks of tummy time

Look closely for the drool.

my man knows me well

For my birthday on Saturday, Tim presented me with a nice breakfast with frugally sourced items. He almost bought a flower at the grocery store, but figured I wouldn't appreciate that as much as one picked from the side of the road. Also we don't have trays or vases around here (apparently), so he borrowed those from his mom. Also free. Excellent work, Husband!