I have to say, we do birthdays right around here.
Balloons. Pancakes. A new bicycle. Adventure. Picnics. Surprises. Friends. Trampoline Park. Family. Low country boil. Presents galore. Froyo. And a twelve year old boy who is still awake, grinning from ear to ear playing a brand new video game.
The day was so full and so rich, and made me feel so proud of our children, of their incredible father, and of this life we have been blessed with.
Happy birthday Banyan.