This fellow is turning 31 on Sunday.
Egad! I am getting old.
I remember when I could carry him on my shoulders. He’s now towers over me. We used to play with trains and hot wheels and look at Christmas lights in the neighborhood. He’s married and puts up their lights, and I like to think he picked up his love for animals from me. He and his wife have two cats, which warms my heart.
Happiest of birthdays to my Matt. Couldn’t be prouder of you if I tried.