Birthday Boys

Both John and his father celebrated milestone birthdays last week. I won’t embarrass them by discussing their ages, but I will say that neither of them turned 20, 40, 50, or 70. Oh, and astute readers may be able to figure out John’s age by examining the picture that accompanies this post. That’s all I’m saying.


We had a very nice get together with all the grandparents and John’s brother to celebrate the birthdays. Lana was, of course, the centerpiece of the party. Even Uncle Kyle got into the action by holding her, but when she began to cry in his arms he got a look on his face like he was holding a live grenade. And that’s just silly because she is actually much more like a dirty bomb.