Yesterday the fella turned the big 33. We celebrated with cake. As is our custom.
Then, as is becoming our custom, we had a lovely date of dinner and Christmas shopping for the boys. This makes for a very fun and festive evening and gets us all the more excited for Christmas morning. It works nicely to celebrate his birthday a week before Christmas, a week before New Years. Perhaps we can continue to find something to celebrate every Saturday from now until his 34th birthday. Actually, scratch that. That sounds exhausting.