The last day of April was the Philosopher’s birthday. We used all the candles in the candles package on his cake.
That means next year I’m going to have to buy two packs just to keep up.
And, that also means he’s getting old.
I think I’m going to have to start lying about his age. . . too.
rain pouring down so hard you hear it hit earth
so many birthday candles you need another pack
help in the kitchen
giant puppies acting like they are small