On October 30th, my dad turned 60 years old. He DID NOT want a party. My mom had us and her sister's family over for dinner.

My sister, brother and I bought him a GPS. He has giant fingers and I don't know how he is going to use this thing.

The bib says, "I Love My Grandpa."

My mom made delicious pumpkin flavored cupcakes with cream cheese frosting. Apparently she forgot that pumpkins are typically orange.

The family sans the Texans.

As usual, Otis had one too many beers and passed out on the couch.
Greta hid in my brother's room for most of the evening plotting her next attack...
1 comment:
mmmm....you could make me some pumpkin cupcakes!! :) When are you going to blog about the heartbeat????
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