A Week in the Life of
This last week we celebrated my son’s 6th birthday. Yes he is six. And spry as a spring chicken (something my Nan used to say).
We had a small shindig on his b-day. Becki made him a white on white cake, no fancy frivolities, just his favorites. I had to make blowing out the candles harder by splitting them 3 to a side, but his little lungs got them all. (And no spittle this year!)
My friend announced the sale of her business. Sad day. I know you breathe your sigh of relief, but I cry for those who have not received your wisdom.
My little family went to the doctor’s office for our check ups. I received a tetanus shot, but my wife weaseled out of hers. 
We threw a birthday party for my son.
Here you can see my artful take on creating a cake especially for the Cars(tm) King.
Yeah, ok, so maybe frosting is not my medium, but them thar kinfolk were all im-pressed-like.
Here is his favorite “toy”. If you look closely, you can see my growing bald spot being covered inconspicuously by a comb over.
The “toy” again.
As a side note to my beloved Mom-In-Law, I now have pictures of you, hehehe. Do I smell blackmail?
My wife and I got the flu and are doing our best to recover. I think we got sick from going to the doctor’s office. Is that free enterprise at work or what?
So life is ever packed with bursts of sunshine and rain.
Here is to getting more sunshine!
- D