All this blogland talk of funeral songs on the weekend was most appropriate.
Hubby laid his 35th year to rest yesterday.
We thought it was fitting to commemorate the occasion at a brewery with buddies
one day, then with family and cake the next.
35 would have wanted it that way.
A sombre snapshot and a few words of wisdom...
|When you tire of the playground, gather your pals and line up for the 'Catch Me (someone else's) Dad!' game.|
|And when he tires of you, "attack!!"|
|While your child is occupied with a Dad, enjoy a drink and a cuddle.|
|Treat your Daddy real nice on his birthday.|
He who stirs the mixture, eats the mixture.
|Three is a great age to be - no matter how old you are.|
Lou's Point + Shoot
Sonia's Wonderful weekends
Mandy's Sentimental Summer
Welcome to Monday!