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A Daddy B-Day

(*These two are from Thanksgiving - Three generations! - Had to share the great pictures!)

So what do you do on a Daddy B-day Snow Day!?!
Enjoy time with Daddy of course!

Started the morning with his birthday present - a coffee mug, to add to his ever-growing collection. Caleb and I picked this one up in July at an art fair.  We had to give him his present first thing so he could drink his morning coffee with his Birthday muffins! 

Birthday muffins are a tradition that Jon's Mom started. We have continued the tradition and very much enjoy it! Out of Jon's, Caleb's, and my birthday, I think only once in the last 12 or so years we haven't had muffins. We followed muffins with a bug puzzle that was difficult but fun and relaxing to do as a family.

After lunch, Jon went for a snowshoe hike giving Caleb and me some time to make Daddy's cake!
Caleb came up with the idea... can you tell what it will be?...

A football! Caleb was so proud!

We braved the dicey roads so we could go out to have a birthday dinner, but Caleb was having a hard time sitting and eating - he was too anxious to get home for the cake.

And it was a winner! Daddy very much liked his cake!
well... other than the garlic taste...
I thought I was genius to put the cake on a cutting board, not realizing one of the last things cut on the board had been fresh garlic. Lol! Oh well. The top 95% of the cake tasted just fine!

Happy birthday love! Hope you enjoyed your special day. 
Caleb and I sure were happy to spend it with you. What a blessing!



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