A few days ago I posted a blog on birthdays. It was mostly in fun but there was a serious note in regards to my parents.
Yesterday was Brian's birthday so Teresa and I went out to wish him well. He is, after all, nearing the big three-oh and we don't want him to suffer alone.
When it came time for presents, we started to give his out and he said:
"Dad, you have to go first."
I had no idea what he meant until he reminded me of my blog from the previous week. As a good son, he went out and got a present for me, giving thanks that I had not eliminated him from the earth during his teens.
|Teresa will love these because I won't have to turn the TV on so loud|
To say I was surprised would be putting it mildly. Now I guess I need to get something for my own parents.
Thanks mucho Brian!!!
And Happy Birthday for the 29th Time.
BTW, Paula surprised Brian with the following:
He was pretty dang excited. Now we have another reason to go visit.!!??!!&&##