I can't believe my little brother is
TWENTY-SIX!
We celebrated a little early this year because
we were in town.
This was during the most horrendously sung
"Happy Birthday" song EVER!
Bad. Real bad.
Blowing out the candles.
Isn't that cake pretty?
Thanks.
Taylor got him the sweetest gift ever.
She had my mom and dad pick him up a ukulele
when they were in Hawaii.
'Cause my bro thinks he's Hawaiian.
Or Samoan.
Or something Polynesian.
We all thought he would go to the islands on his mission.
He went to Arkansas.
close.
This is his boy- Bradley.
Bradley loves watermelon
and cousins.
But who wouldn't love two girls bossing you around all day?
Pretty Kate loves watermelon too.
Wanna know why G's birthdays are the best?
It's 'cause HE cooks for US!
It was so gooooood!
He's like a barbecuing magician...
Picasso with Tongs...
Mozart with a symphony of deliciousness.
Seriously... it's good.
This year was a good birthday.
Last year was a bad birthday.
The day Garrett turned 25, my dad almost died.
The day Garrett turned 26, he sat and watched his son cook.
I am sure G was glad to have the company.
Love those two dudes.
Happy Birthday G!
1 comment:
It is crazy to think of what was happening a year ago. I'm sure glad it's now a YEAR from then. Happy birthday G! That cake is SO beautiful, did you decorate it? How nice of G to cook on his birthday.
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