Happy Birthday, Chad!

I have eight whole days to gloat about being younger than Chad before I catch up with him, so that is certainly cause for a celebration. Clara and Trevi have been excited for weeks, although I sense that their enthusiasm is mostly cupcake-related.

Today Trevi was the head chef while Clara was at camp.

Then, Clara frosted and sprinkled.

Chad made a wish for sufficient lung capacity to pull this off.
Happy 39th! I'm still 38. Ha ha on you.