Happy Birthday, Dave!

Today our main man turned 34. "Like me," says Riley. "No, you're 3, Riley." But, like Riley, Dave is as fun-loving as ever. He can always make me laugh, and Riley and Joe know that when Dad comes home, so does the party.

Not sure which one of these got to make the wish, but my money's on Joe. He has the spit advantage...

Because I left for VA today, we celebrated over the weekend instead. We shopped the Mall of 'Merica, "Happy Birthday'd" each other a lot (Riley and Joe like to include every single person), ate out, had birthday cake and birthday waffles, and Riley finally got to present Dave with the shoes that she already told him about weeks ago...it was a fun weekend.

Dave, we love you. 33 was a great year; second year of your MBA, summer job in Denver, the 5,000 mile road trip June-August, you went to China, Riley declared you the "Best. Dad. Eva." several times...I think 34 is going to be even better. At least if karma has anything to say about it - the world has been so blessed by your presence! You are exceptional.