Today is my Dad’s birthday. And mine as well. This morning I called to wish him the best, but I couldn’t help wishing he were here…with my little fam, in Madison. The best birthdays I’ve had were ones we celebrated together. And my Dad would have gone with me to The House on the Rock in a heartbeat. Unlike certain husbands who can be sticks in the mud. Ahem. But we are having a good time, even if we aren’t doing exactly what I want, and I had an excellent birthday dinner at Lao Laan Xang. Photographic evidence to be posted upon our return (we brought the laptop, but forgot the USB cable). For now I’m leaving the boys behind at the hotel, and heading to the Andrew Bird show. Be still my heart.
