Even though the girls are gone to camp, Scott still chose to have a birthday. The boys and I celebrated without them.
We were sad.
I know it's hard to tell, but we missed them.
This year for his birthday, Scott had his right knee cut open and pre-arthritic growth cut out. That was yesterday. $10 says he'll try to play basketball next week. Because youth and skill are no match for old age and treachery. Guess which category he falls under. Go ahead. Guess.
Handsome bunch, aren't they? You can see where those darling boys get their good looks.
For the moment, I am the prettiest girl in the house.
Unless you like cats and dogs.