Yesterday was my dad's 50th birthday. Mum and I had hoped to make a grand celebration, but since we've all been unwell so much in the last month it didn't happen. We had to settle for a small family celebration which ended up being just fine.
Mum made a birthday meal of steak and potatoes, and I tried my hand at making pound cake for the first time for dessert. I overcooked it a bit, so it turned out rather dry, but when paired with ice cream and strawberries it was tasty.
I made this calligraphy of Psalm 19:1-6 (one of Papa's favorite psalms ever) as part of our gift to him.
After dinner we enjoyed just hanging out, chatting, and playing with the boys. We also played a round of Scattergories which Benjamin won as usual.
Dear Papa, I am so thankful that you're my dad. I couldn't have chosen a better one. I treasure many memories of you from both my growing up years as well as my grown-up ones. I have memories of everything from travelling and "Daddy and Christina songs" to you performing my wedding ceremony to watching you interact with my boys, and I treasure each one. Thank you for being such an awesome father. I am so glad that we got to share in your birthday celebration and look forward to making many more memories in the future. I love you.