Seven turns around the sun today (and this last one flew like a breath) when they laid my darlin' baby D in my arms. I really think that he came out smiling, and he's been beaming ever since. He chose Millers, the restaurant with the windmill and covered wagon, as our breakfast house. It's always got to be unique and memorable with Daniel. The boys ate cinnamon rolls and bacon...argh...but the sweet savory taste ministered to them like you wouldn't believe. Then we headed to the theater for some super hero fun with Megamind in Metrocity, toy shopping, and "eats" Italian style at Olive Garden. Punctuated our evening with "Happy Birthday" over cones of ice cream. He beamed all day as he does most days. I'm grateful for my sweet darlin' D! Happy birthday Darlin!
Notice the cool covered wagon in the background next to the inoperable but interesting-looking windmill....and the birthday boy, Daniel, with his best buddies - brothers.
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