Happy Birthday (we won't say how many) Daddy! A group of us went to lunch and then decided it was about time that we threw our responsibilities out the window and left work early. It just so happened that a tropical storm was also blowing in, so we called it a storm party. C enjoyed playing with D (the amazing quarterback shown here). He liked the football and threw it very well for an 18 month old, also in his left hand (we're holding out hope that he's a south paw).
