Paul's getting old (aka Happy Birthday, sweets!)

Happy Birthday, dear Paul! We had a very low-key birthday with breakfast in bed, a few pressies, a coupon book of things the kids (and I) will do for Daddy, take-out dinner and cheesecake. I bet the kids sang to him ten times... that song never gets old! 

I am grateful to have a husband who doesn't ask for anything more than time together with his family for his birthday. Well, that and some new work gloves! With Norah's b-day so close to his, he is fine with having the big party for her anyway. He and I will go out to dinner on Monday night to celebrate, while my sister and Scottie babysit the "Lishlings" (this is what most of my mom's side of the family refers to the kids as). Here's to another great year, Paul! Love you.