I once saw a comment that there comes a moment in life where you should no longer expect balloons, cake, and clowns...that time is when you turn 12. Fortunately I am well past that time and none of my kids have reached it yet.




Today Rob came home early to help me around the house since I am still recovering from back surgery. Now he is out hunting for fish in the ditch behind our house with Anthony and William. Best birthday yet! We had a great dinner on the grill with a bunch of fruit and raw veggies then went to DQ to make sure we weren't getting too carried away with being healthy.
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