Thirty-Nine

I was a wee babe thirty-nine years ago today.

Not necessarily a proper portrait, but this seems to be saying, "Is it ok for me to take a picture of myself?" I suppose today is as good a day as any.

Hubby had a bicycle accident last night. Dog came out of nowhere and he hit the brakes. Got checked out at the clinic and he's ok, but sore.

Fun birthday dinner celebrating both of our birthdays with the extended family. The girl child had fun setting up, decorating, handing out homemade party favors, and the like. Boy child provided lots of entertainment trying to put out fires with the garden hose and pretending to be Bob the Builder.