It’s P’s Birthday! The big 2-8 (sorry for blabbing that). His birthday marks the end of the 6 week “cougar season” of our marriage…yes world….I am 6 weeks older than my husband… alert the media. But now, again, we’re on even playing field, SERENITY NOW!

Luke and I shoved him full of bacon and cinnamon rolls this morning on his way to work and then Luke added his own special “topping” we’ll call it…nothing says Happy Birthday Dad like an extra helping of already digested milk (too much? sorry…you shoulda seen it shooting out).

Happy birthday to the best dad (to animal and furry kinds), hubbin’, and friend!