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33 to go. And a very happy birthday.

It wasn't exactly a picnic, in the way one might imagine. No sandwiches or gingham, and I didn't see any ants. Just butterfinger candies, peach-rings, and our beverage of choice- cherry limeade. Not to mention the greatest company I could imagine.
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I felt the need to redeem myself from my tragic attempt at birthday festivities. Yes, this is a hostess cupcake with 30 candles.
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The most phenomenal daddy in the world, though quite satisfied with my pathetic attempt of a celebration, deserves much more.
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I'm not a big baker. Or a champion gift-maker.
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But I know all his favorite treats. And colors.
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And, boy, do I love this man.
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And for some crazy reason that I can't understand, he loves me back.
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Loving. Kind. Compassionate. Hilarious. Accommodating. Gorgeous. Patient. Faithful. Thoughtful. Wise. Humble. Exciting. Huggable. Diligent. Hands off, he's mine.
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Happy Birthday, Duke. I love you, to infinity and beyond.

p.s. our picnic for daddy was on our summer live list
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Anonymous said…
i love the baby open mouth kiss! so funny :)
July 16, 2009 at 11:16 AM
the mama monster said…
picnics are the best aren't they? what a cute family you have. so are you having another boy? i have 3 boys myself and i have to say that it is the best! i agree with emily about the baby kiss, so cute.
July 17, 2009 at 7:41 AM
Laura said…
These pictures are precious, Megs. I'm dying because I'm not there to witness it all first hand. Really dying.

And you're not a champion gift maker? Freakin Liar! haha!
July 21, 2009 at 1:21 PM
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