Mommy warned us that we would be banished to Siberia if we fussed or whined on Daddy's birthday. So......
Smiling it is!
Samantha too!
Instead of tee ball, Julie and I played doctor. This patient fell off the jumpy bridge and got a bloody nose. I'm so glad we were there to help and bandage the baby up just fine.
While Samantha ran to first. She is a great runner!
Guess what? Grandma Carol came to visit us. I convinced her to let me use my friend's stroller.
After tee ball, I noticed there was trash on the ground. Real trash. On the ground. I looked up at Mommy and asked if someone died. She looked at me with a weird face until she realized that I think the only reason someone should leave trash on the ground is if they die.
Happy birthday to the best Daddy I could ever hope for. We love you!
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