This is Sweetie.
Today is his birthday.
He got breakfast in bed with his laptop and his coffee.
We went to church and worshipped.
We came home where he perched himself on the couch all afternoon watching the football game. He ate tacos and drank soda and had his brownie sundae and had snacks and got to burp and scratch without me rolling my eyes.
Then we went to church again.
Then we came home again, where the cat curled up in his lap and fell asleep.
He declared it a perfectly great, very good, fantastic day.
Sunday, November 1, 2009
with love from... Dena