Daddy can't believe that he's old. I mean when you're little 31 seems so adult. People may expect you to start acting you age or something...at least that what he says. We had fun in spite of the fact that the cake was store bought (pans and supplies are in boxes). We had our friends, the Renbergs, over for pork chops - which were fabulous - and then ate cake and ice cream. Daddy had to get up at 4:50am for a job but was home by 9:30am and we enjoyed the day together...including pizza at Uno.
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Oh, that doesn't look good at all! Must have been a sacrifice for Frank! Um...my birthday's in August, feel free to send along any frozen remainders.
Forgot to say, LOVE YOUR BELLY!!!!
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