I get to be the younger one for 13 days every year! Hubby and I were born exactly 13 days apart; we celebrated his birthday nearly two weeks ago. I am just now getting around to posting about it as SOMEONE 
borrowed (stole) my favorite lens and I couldn’t take the needed photos of his big birthday gift. I think we did it up with style this year; there was:
A six layer chocolate cake with chocolate buttercream.
Boy created (with mama’s help, of course) bath salts and olive oil salt scrub.
A mama designed and sewn bowling bag, which is rather silly, since hubby doesn’t own a ball right now! We’ll have to get to work on that one, huh?
And a small canvas of this photo I took of the boys pretend fishing together.
Happy Birthday, again, Honey! We love you!
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