Kent (I call him Ralph) deserves the 'best guy ever' award. I'm not sure how he does it- but he always seems to make my life wonderful :) Yesterday was his birthday- the BIG 30!! and he worked. ALL stinking day. And he was happier than ever. As long as he doesn't work for fifteen hours on MY birthday- I'll be as happy as ever, too.
Sunday we opened presents and had great food and spent time together. Zeb and Ike loved decorating and wrapping. And Kent loved his presents. I think I'm a pretty darn good gift giver :)
Check out that tongue action.
and it just happened to be almost 85 degrees this day. gross. give me my fall. luckily it didn't last too long and we are back to the happy 60s and 70s.
Love you, Ralph. The next thirty years are going to be even better than the last! mostly because you'll get to spend all of them with me :)