Happy birthday to Daniel
He turned one today, the livelier of my two lively sons.
He and Samuel usually leave me plumb tuckered out. But today it rained and Daniel considerately did a very long birthday nap.
This morning, Karin took him to the WIC doctor’s where he enjoyed looking at himself in a funhouse mirror; alas, there are no photos of the occasion. This photo, from a few days ago, shows him looking in an ordinary mirror.
Here he eats his birthday cupcake.
More? OK, one more. We took him to the food court a while ago:
“Sons who are born to ayoung middle-aged man / are like arrows in the hand of a warrior.” (Psalm 127:4, International Children’s Bible)
He and Samuel usually leave me plumb tuckered out. But today it rained and Daniel considerately did a very long birthday nap.
This morning, Karin took him to the WIC doctor’s where he enjoyed looking at himself in a funhouse mirror; alas, there are no photos of the occasion. This photo, from a few days ago, shows him looking in an ordinary mirror.
Here he eats his birthday cupcake.
More? OK, one more. We took him to the food court a while ago:
“Sons who are born to a