Tuesday night we celebrated Eric's birthday. We ate with all of the old people at Marie Callender's and then came back for some birthday pie.
Everyone who has the privilege of knowing Eric, knows he is hysterical, kind, and an all around amazing person. I consider myself lucky to be his good friend. Happy Birthday E, we're glad you were born.
(I may have also bought some trick candles. They make birthday's more fun after all.) (You'll have to tilt your head, Bob always tells me to stop turning the camera on it's side, but I always seem to forget.)