Monday, March 3, 2014


Last week, our Henry hit six months old. One day later, Conrad's dad hit 53, and we had a little celebration. Shame on me, this is the only picture I snapped all night, and it's blurry because Henry was jumping up and down.

We ate enchiladas and salad and German chocolate cake (Henry finally seems OK if I eat chocolate), then sat around holding the baby and talking.

Those are the best kind of nights.

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