The weekend after our big performance of The Centurion,
we honored our oldest son's accomplishment of another complete journey around the sun.
Not being a man of much pomp and circumstance,
he requested we not have a party.
He didn't even want a lot of gifts.
Just a batch of "puppy chow" all to himself.
To sleep in as late as he wanted.
Oh, and some money.
That makes it much easier to prepare and shop for!
We had so very many things going on on his birthday,
so his dad did take him out the following week for a special dinner.
But that was it.
Maybe boys are a lot easier than girls.