On this day 45 years ago, a baby boy was born--a boy that would significantly affect the course of my life (even though I wasn't born yet). ;-) That boy, of course, is my beloved.too much baking soda in the batter. ;-) The only little "problem" occurred when I got ready to put the candles on the cake and realized that I don't have a "5" candle! That was the one that Tobin, thinking it was something yummy, bit into when David turned 5, and we've used it since then (and laugh every time); but I guess the last time we used it, we got rid of it since it was so burnt down by then. I had not checked our candle supply and had not replaced it, so we had to use single candles to indicate the "5" part of Jeff's age. Someone remarked that it actually looked like 411,111; but let me assure you that Jeff is not older than four hundred thousand years. ;-)
Main-course days will come again, and there is no one I would rather share the rest of my life with than the baby boy born 45 years ago. :)
Happy birthday, Jeff! You are deeply loved.