Happy 31st birthday, Derk!

Today Derk turned 31, and he was NOT happy about it.  The kids came in first thing and wished him a happy birthday, but when I tried he told me I wasn’t allowed to say it because it wasn’t really happening.    We got a babysitter and our good friends, the Swensons, took us out to dinner to Outback.  The last time we went there was several years ago (never here in Yuma), and it wasn’t very good at all from what we remembered.  But this meal was fantastic, and I promptly came home and looked up the recipe for their rye bread they serve as an appetizer.  Oh, my, that stuff is way too good!  I found a great recipe and can’t wait to try it (if it tastes the same, I’ll make sure to post it)! 

Here’s the birthday boy doing what he loves most!  I asked for a smile, but he really wasn’t thrilled about preserving the memory of this particular day.  This was my second attempt at a picture and was much better than the first, if that says anything. 

And one of us together!  I realized recently that I have very few photos of us together (usually I’m behind the camera!), so I’m trying to be better about that.  He looks so tired in this picture, but it’s the best I’ve got!

 

Happy birthday, Derk!  I am still crazy about you, even though you’re 31.