Happy birthday to our guy, the one who kills the bugs and keeps my cold feet warm. In wholly appropriate Morrison fashion, we celebrated at 6:30 am because the 3 kids were going 3 different directions all evening. But in between dropping off and picking up kids, MJ and I carved out a few minutes to meet for celebratory drinks. I love you, babe!
We also brought home a puppy! Meet Oliver, who we are dogsitting for the next week. He might have been a better birthday present than anything else!
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