We got home in the evening from our weekend trip but were still able to manage some presents and a cake...
Lance seems to think that he is "old" now.
He's a bit depressed.
I try to tell him that his 30's should be better than his 20's....
we're outta school... have a family... a home... a career.... more food storage attached to our bodies...
It's going to take some convincing though.
Happy Birthday Hon....
We love you...
wrinkles and all.
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