Well, it's that time of year and my old tripometer clicked over to '61'. A person never knows how many you'll have, we're not given that information. The Lord gives us a certain amount of time to do the things we're supposed to do, and he takes 'his own' home in His timing. Till then, the birthdays keep coming. We waited to celebrate Saturday, when the teens and Dave could be there. Jody baked a cake, Mak pulled it out of oven and decorated it. It kinda had lumps on the top, and Jody said "It fell, lets make brownies". But, when she tried a corner it was fine, actually very good. After our BBQ steak dinner, the guys dispersed and us girls started eating the cake, and fed some to the little guys. Not much left after that.
Here are the two door greeters, who are always so anxious for us to come in the house, waiting by the door and excited. This is a great morale booster for us old people, that someone really enjoys our visits.
After dinner, we took a group pic of those of us who didn't 'bail' to the garage or retreat to their room.
Here's Mak and me. Her arms are long enough to reach out and take a pic without using the timer feature.
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