Instead he drove Dan to see the balloons up close.
He watched Kate and her squad do their first competition of the season
He shot some hoops with Jack.
It’s not dinner off the park like we did last year (still the best meal we’ve ever had). But it wasn’t a bad way to spend forty-eighth anniversary of his birth.
Although next year??
NYC for the marathon and a run away from home weekend.
If not then, definitely by his fiftieth.
(Happy birthday honey. Love you bunches. Next year I will pick up the French toast.)