Uh oh, someone’s 40 today and thankfully, it’s not me.
It’s this guy
I know Caroline, I can hardly believe it myself. But remember, even though daddy is old, we still love him.
Look, we even made Craig a birthday cupcake.
But only one candle; we don’t want to set off the smoke alarm. I do that enough when I’m ‘cooking.’
Actually, this cupcake was one of the dozen I baked for the Basket Bingo bake sale, but it was nice of us to think of Craig, right?
So thoughtful in fact, that Caroline volunteered to eat one for him.
I stopped her, though. Those are for the bake sale, therefore, she must fork over 50 cents first.
She did make a card to mark this momentous occasion.
Since we can’t mail him the card, because 1.) he doesn’t have an address 2.) we don’t have an envelope big enough and 3.) I don’t have any stamps (and I really hate buying them), a picture of the artist holding the card, will have to do.
(I drew the cake)
Sometimes I can hardly believe that I’ve known Craig for nearly 16 years. He was 24 way back then; sixteen years later, age 24 seems so young, but since I was 18 at the time, even then he was ‘old.’
Now he’s REALLY old!
Where has the time gone?
This is the second year in a row Craig has spent his birthday apart from us. Last year, he left early in the morning, before a big snow storm blew through later that day, to begin deployment junk in Georgia. This year, he’s in Texas.
Craig, I wish you were here so I could
repeatedly remind you of your advanced age to wish you a happy birthday in person, but since that’s not going to happen, here’s a card for you:
but don’t worry,
Happy Birthday, Craig!