Dad and I share birthdays near each other in early April. Each year mom lets us place our order in advance and Dad and I always collaborate on the menu plan. This year we chose an ace.
Before the big feast, though, we dyed eggs with the kids.
We left the intricate work in the capable surgeon's hands.
Then, just before the big egg hunt we prepped our birthday meal. Bacon wrapped scallops and red wine. Why, yes, I think that is a fine start. Apparently the appetizer was so good I got all caught up in the fun and forgot to take pictures of the rest of the meal, but you can never go wrong with shrimp, filet mignon, salad and twice baked potatoes.
Stinkin' cute adorable niece.
Dad and daughter. or #1 Daughter and Dad, I should say.
The #1 daughter reference drives my sister (#2 daughter) crazy. Really, it only refers to birth order rather than genuine love and affection, but because we know it drives her crazy we use every opportunity we can find to make the reference.
And, finally, who can expect children to show their maturity when their own parents encourage them to do things like this....
This from the same man who once (with the help of his brothers) cut all the "sides" off a round cake to make it square just because they wanted more icing. Love you, Dad, for lots of reasons, but also because you are a kid at heart.











