Turning 26 was utterly perfect. And calm. And memorable.
We played outside.
And enjoyed some company from a few visitors of the four legged variety.
Well, most of us did. After he kicked his soccer ball across the lawn toward the deer, we decided Boo would be happier inside. You know, where he couldn’t get gored by an angry mama deer or something.
Dinner, dessert, and this:
Best birthday present EVER.