My dad turned 61 on the 15th, and I turned 32 on the 19th. To celebrate, we had a little get-together Saturday morning. We had brunch, and started off with a toast:
Poor Dad, this is what he got from my Aunt Sue. It's always something! If you can't tell it's a bike helmet (was this Kaitlynn's?), and the label implies that Dad suffers from a mental incapacity. His facial expression would also imply that. :)
Karie painted me a Picasso. This really is a Picasso painting that she copied, called "Dog". Why pay millions when Karie can do one for you, and you're just as happy? I love it.
This is a photo from this morning before church. Reder loves to push Ruby on his little car. Today Ruby was actually pushing him, but he's so heavy she had to push with all her might, which is obvious in this photo. Not sure why we went to church today, it was a tantrum from hell disaster.
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