On August 12, Daddy turned the big 39 — he’s in the final countdown to 40.

Since we were boarding a plane to Utah that afternoon, we had to celebrate in the morning. The kids were excited for him to open the presents they had picked.

Designer socks and tie (by ‘designer’ I mean the design was definitely picked by kids, not that they were a particular brand); bike shorts and shirt; and an exercise shirt.

For breakfast, we fed him apple pie and sang “Happy Birthday”!

We’re so glad this guy is ours. He does a lot to make our household function day-to-day. The kids adore him and I think he is absolutely fabulous! He is patient and understanding. Just the other day Carter told me that there is only one person in this house who hasn’t yelled at everyone else — Daddy. Very true. He puts up with all our craziness and keeps the threads of our lives from completely unraveling! I wouldn’t be able to do what I love without him, and that means a lot to me.