Posts Tagged ‘birthday’
Special Day
This day used to just be January 31st on the calendar, but a year ago someone came along and claimed it for her birthday, and in doing so, made my friend Katie a Momma. Little Lilia achieves the milestone of her first birthday today. Everybody send her love!
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Delilah sends her love, too. (And a snowy-nose kiss.)
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Happy 1st Birthday, Lilia! …Yah.
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Birthday Celebration
Saturday night was our opportunity to celebrate Julian’s birthday, and the whole family –Cyndie, me, two kids, and two guests– convened in downtown Minneapolis, on Hennepin Avenue, at the restaurant, “Seven” for a world-class evening of great food and superb service in a wonderfully vibrant environment. The entertainment district was hopping on this beautiful September Saturday night. The weather brought back memories of 32-years ago, when Cyndie and I were up in northern Minnesota on our honeymoon. Ah, September in Minnesota. I love it!
We settled into our seats at the perfect table for us, in the back of the restaurant’s first floor, where Cyndie could tuck her large bag of presents out-of-the-way, opened our menus and discovered a wonderful surprise… They had personalized our menus for the occasion.
We had a fabulous dinner. It was a very fine way to celebrate. Happy 25th, again, Julian!
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Grass Babies
A new crop of grass has sprouted on the bank where Cyndie was battling Delilah to get her off the new seed. We have been blessed with some rain in the last few days, which is a big sigh of relief, but far from enough water to end the stress our trees are suffering for the second year in a row. The grass seed is able to drink it up because it is so close to the surface. It is really nice to be growing something other than weeds around here for a change.
Speaking of babies, twenty-five years ago today, our youngest was born on the day of our 7th wedding anniversary. September 19th is a special day for us. Thirty-two years ago, the number had no particular significance beyond being the Saturday far enough in September to hopefully have some fall color, yet early enough to hold a fair chance of being pleasant weather for an outdoor ceremony. It was both. In 1988, our day became doubly special with the arrival of our son, Julian.
Happy Birthday, Julo, our other jwh!
