Birthday

Today is my dad's birthday. For his sake I won't say how old he is. A couple of days ago Jeremy and I, along with my brother and his wife and mom and dad went out to eat at his favorite restaurant, Famous Dave's, in SF. While Jeremy and I had just been there 2 days before and weren't real excited to go again so soon, it was worth seeing how happy my dad was eating ribs and getting BBQ sauce up to his elbows.

The only thing missing was the presence of my two sisters who don't live near us.

While birthdays were never a huge deal at our home growing up, I am particularly grateful that I am living near him to help him celebrate; none of us are getting any younger. In fact, it is a reason we're living in Freeman. To be near family and to have Ella grow up with both sets of grandparents.

So, happy birthday, dad. Don't work too hard and enjoy the ribs!