When Mom said to Dad "Let's have a big party for your 60th!" He shot her down immediately, only to come back two days later with "I want a two day party with all the foods my mom would have had for a birthday party." We spent this weekend celebrating with 4+ types of hotdogs and sausages, mac&cheese, potato salad, and cupcakes made from a mix (the horror! Daddy insisted) with whip cream shot inside them just like his mom had done (honestly they were delicious). IIt was a piece of upstate NY heaven. The only old guy joke was an "old person crossing" sign with a graphic of an old man all hunched over crossing the street. As he will never act his age he can handle a few old guy jokes!
And now everyone (even Daddy's golf buddies) know I'm pregnant. At least it didn't get out til the 10 week mark. There was lots of belly rubbing, Mom out rubbed them all. Example "This is Becca our eldest, she's a nurse and pregnant with out first grandchild *rub rub*" Then insert me telling them the condensed version of my life story. I have not talked about myself that much since my doctor's physical exam!
Happy 60th Daddy!
