It was Mark’s birthday!
The lighting is terrible in the basement. This was the best of what I took, but still not great. He talked the boys into playing pool with him for awhile. They also helped me with the laundry (hey! they can match their own socks and and fold their own clothes!) and dried the dishes. I think the only chore Mark had to do was scoop the ice cream and cut the brownies.
I’ve started and erased thoughts about the inauguration today several times. Anything I come up with sounds trite. I guess I’ll leave it at saying I’m hopeful and wish the best for our new President, his family, his advisors, and all of us as well.
What a handsome man! Happy Birthday, Mark!!