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Today is our youngest son’s birthday. James was a cute kid, wasn’t he? I won’t embarrass him by saying he’s still cute, but he has grown up to be a very nice young man. He hardly ever leaves his socks in the den anymore, and he learned to empty his pockets before putting them in the laundry after I washed his “blue tooth” not once, but twice.
He’s getting married in less than six weeks, so we are enjoying his last days at home with us. He and Max are heading to the golf course after work to celebrate. Maybe his dad will let him win this time.
Happy Birthday! And, if you happen to read this . . . yes, there will be cherry cream pie when you get home!