Happy birthday to my dad!

My parents have had a little project going on this summer.  That seems to be a theme in their lives the last several years. When they take something on, they’re all in.  Their latest project is no different. They took down the deck on the back of their house earlier in the summer and have been working on the rebuild during almost every “free” moment in their schedules.  My dad has put in countless hours measuring, cutting, lifting, leveling, and nailing while my mom has been a staining maniac.  Together, they make quite the team.  Jake and Tony have also pitched in to help, which I know has also been a huge help.

The reason I mention all of this is because my dad’s birthday was August 12th, but we just celebrated together, today.  We all gathered together for dinner on Labor Day and my mom figured today was as good of a day as any to pull out the cake she had frozen along with ice cream.  My dad loves German Chocolate, so the kids loaded on the candles and we sang “Happy Birthday” to the man we love to call Dad/Papa.