when i say we feasted...it's an understatement.
guys, in case you're wondering...this is what thirty looks like.
birthday dinner happenings and letters and cards.
they decided to put a monkey on my head—and laugh.
me and my coffee and wally and his sweets-concoctions.
our eightsome. what fun!
i convinced him to buy me a floaty from the gift store, he had no idea he'd be the designated carrier. oops.
adios mehico. until next time.
more on husbands thirtieth birthday on this post.