About every 6 years, Owen's birthday falls on Father's day. We have had the discussion many a time about how he feels robbed. I guess it's like having your birthday on Christmas. --Ok, I wouldn't go that far, but his 2 days of special treatment, turn into 1. We still managed to pull off a decent day for him I hope. He was showered in gifts this morning by the girls. They at least let him sleep in--Maggie has a tendency to get really excited on holidays and is usually waking everyone up at 6 a.m. He was able to have a semi nap after church.-- Drew was a little noisy. He cooked himself a BBQ--his favorite thing to do, and had a yummy chocolate cake for dessert. We love Owen and will miss him tomorrow. It is his first day of "work" He has to leave early for the commute to Allentown and will be gone all day. I was just getting used to having him home. sniff sniff.
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