And, I forgot to take pictures.
The Birthday Boy (thggm) and the Birthday Girl (daughter) seemed to have a wonderful time.
We had fresh fruit, two kinds of quich, cheesy hashbrowns and dense cinnamon rolls.
I feel really bad and extremely tired over those cinnamon rolls. They tasted just fine, but looked like the kind you pop out of a can.
The children gifted their father with a gift card to Barnes and Noble - thrilled are they that their father now reads books - and a leaf blower. Jonge wanted to get him a baby lion. He insisted that is what Pake wanted.
Also, when asked to stop doing something, Jonge responded with, "I can't." Honesty like that is really hard to come by.
I was able to squeeze in a short nap with the ever-cuddly Famke.
Except for those pesky unrisen cinnamon rolls - which were supposed to double as the birthday cake - it was a very nice celebration.
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I never remember pictures at events like this. It must mean I was in the moment enjoying... disappointing though, after the fact.
Sounds like a yummy breakfast, I'm drooling.
We celebrated my grandson's birthday too, he was 19. I took pictures, but they are still in the camera. Your menu sounds yummy, cinnamon rolls cannot be ruined, they are good no matter their dense-ness, in fact, sometimes that's a plus!
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