It's evening now and we just finished celebrating loving wife's birthday. I am sure she has had her fill of one husband and three boys in the house after all these years, but I think she enjoyed our haphazard party of manly-made cake (hey, we tried), balloons, little horns and those popper things that shoot conffetti and streamers in the air. She seemed to enjoy her presents too, but then Mom's are expert in the art of appearing pleased when they are not.
Happy Birthday, honey.
