Andrew Turns 17

Andrew, Andrew, Andrew. He is almost always wearing a Cheshire cat grin. People notice that about him. He tried to fake me out AGAIN by pretending to blow out the candles so I'd snap a photo and miss the real thing.  I finally outsmarted him this year and caught him in the action. Ha! I think I had him relight them last year and relive the moment a second time so I could get a photo. Lame - I know.

Real life behind a blog is nothing short of a challenge to put it very mildly. A certain teen that turned 17 said that our blog is not real (he reminded me that I even said so myself.) That was not a revelation to me - I only post the good things - mostly. So let me assure you that we are a normal 21st century family with problems like anyone else. I just don't feel the need to air our dirty laundry as the old idiom goes.

One thing is for real. We love you, Drewy, just for being you! Happy 17th Birthday, dear son!!

Take care of a good name: for this shall continue with thee, more than a thousand treasures precious and great. ~ Ecclesiasticus 41:15