The birthday fairy is still in our home. I won’t confirm or deny that we had birthday cake for breakfast, but I will admit to dipping into the frosting from our daughter’s leftover cake when no one was looking.
Happiest of birthdays, my sweet.

The birthday fairy is still in our home. I won’t confirm or deny that we had birthday cake for breakfast, but I will admit to dipping into the frosting from our daughter’s leftover cake when no one was looking.
Happiest of birthdays, my sweet.
As our daughter Dahlia finishes one solar orbit today and starts another, I’d be remiss if I didn’t reflect on how she’s grown into this brilliant, accomplished, beloved human.
I am limitlessly proud to be her dad.
Happy birthday, Peanut Girl!