I admit it, I'm a bad person.
On March 4th I neglected to wish bloggerific happy birthdays to some very important people. I said my happy birthdays in other ways, but c'mon... they deserve a post, too.
And so, my apologies.
Happy 7th birthday to Jack!
My first ever "child".
Coolest epileptic dog on the planet. Even his seizures ooze with awesomeness.
Was that a bad thing to say? Ah.. moving on...
You are the first doggy I've ever loved and not been kinda-slightly-really terrified of.
Happy birthday, I love you! Hope you enjoyed C's sock.
And also, happy birthday to my lovely twins. Lots of love to them, too.
This weekend, it's back to Niagara to see the birthday girls, and our families.
When things are at their toughest, sometimes it just helps to go home....