Happy Birthday Chris. I know you don't like a fuss, so hope you won't hold it against me that I like to tell everyone it is your birthday. To make it up to you Ada and I promise not to eat all your birthday cookies. Hmm, maybe it is time to make some birthday cookies.
Edited to add: I ended up making cupcakes instead. Chris didn't seem to mind.
"Birthday Cookies? Where?"
I love you so much and could not ask for a better husband or father to our three (!) kids. As great as you are, I do have one bit of advice for the next year: that bag doesn't really go with fleece.
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clearly what the man needs is a matching bag for the fleece for his birthday. Or a fleece to go with the bag?
ReplyDeleteHappy Birthday Chris!
You're right, it doesn't match.
ReplyDeleteMaybe he was in a hurry?
I think a tartan plaid would go nicely with his fleece.
ReplyDeleteOr maybe he needs pink fleece.
ReplyDeleteHe seems like a good one!
Happy Birthday Chris! I've got some birthday cookies for you too! (They have scotch in them. Nora, I brought him a to-go container so he could bring you one or ten.)
ReplyDeleteLovely. Happy birthday, Chris! I have been missing you guys!
ReplyDeleteSo sweet. Happy birthday, Chris! You're rockin' the pink purse, don't let anyone tell you different.
ReplyDeleteHappy Birthday Chris!
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