Bryan celebrated 39 a few weeks ago with the traditional breakfast sandwich and hugs from the kids (at least the ones we had in Kansas). His parents came town, too.
June must just be the best month for Bryan. His birthday, Father’s Day, and–his favorite–our anniversary all fall within about two weeks. This year, we got him what he has always wanted: Nothing. Literally! No gifts. Not even a bottle of bourbon. (This took tremendous restraint on my part.)
The kids did make him some pretty sweet cards, and we put together a little collection at the 39 things we love about him most (Owen’s entries all mentioned Legos…). But otherwise, we abided by his request (this year only).
I love this guy.
PS – That’s not our baby. That’s Phoebe, our perfect niece. Bry looks so handsome here, though, doesn’t he?
PPS – Phoebe makes Bryan think we should have another baby, but he’s clearly too old.