My father turned 65 on Friday. We all went out to eat, my parents, my sister, brother-in-law, three nephews, Brent and me. Yes, it was a hoot. But we all had seafood, well most of us did, and then we went over to my parents' house for cake and ice cream.
While supper settled, we had a photosession on the front porch - which was another hoot - trying to get all three boys to sit with their parents at one time is like trying to pick a broken egg off of the floor with your fingers.
After cake and ice cream, dad opened his gifts. We are all preparing him for his trip to Australia which is coming up in October. Brent and I gave him cash for a card for his digital camera. My sister's crew gave him the coolest backpack from LL Bean. Very nice. Mom gave him a post-dated check to be sure he didn't cash it before he left on his trip - hahaha - because he would.
I can't believe my parents are 65 years old. I never thought they would be my Grandmama's age, of course I can't believe she's in her mid 80's, so who am I to really say anything.
Happy Birthday old man!
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