Dad turned 80 last week. All had a good time at this quaint little cafe in Wickford, RI. Somehow the old man wrangled the owners, friends of his, into holding this private gathering for his milestone. He is, after all, the “Mayor of Wickford.”
Miss you.
I hope you enjoyed your day today, especially that trip to Gregg’s Restaurant. Aunty Kerri spoils you – and the rugrats.
Blast from the past…
The rug rats turned eight today. Punching bag for Eric and a toy horse for Christy – for her American Girl doll.
“Happy Birthday to me. Happy Birthday to me. Happy Birthday to meeeeeeee. Happy Birthday to me.”
My mum used to sing this to me over the phone every year on June 26th. Donna and the kids are at the beach house; I’ll have to wait until tomorrow for my gifts. Too tired to drive down tonight.
Happy 7th Birthday to Eric and Christy. An American Girl doll and stilts for Christy; Legos and an RC car for Eric.
Long Days and Nights 