88 Years Young

Eighty-eight years young...isn't that what they say to old people on their birthday so as not to offend them? Dad celebrated his 88th birthday at Harrah's. We started out playing slots and both of us walked away winners. Then we headed over to the buffet.

Family, birthday cards, gift cards, casino coupons, cookies, pocket calendar...what more could you ask for.



I should have snuck in the back of this picture. Then we could have had four generations. Good idea for a Christmas picture.



Teresa wanted an updated picture of her and Violet. I believe the last one was taken when Violet was 6 months old. Violet gets a little selective when it comes to taking her picture. If she doesn't want you in the picture she'll definitely let you know.

So Teresa kind of snuck up on her while Jamie was doing a bit of entertaining. Happy Birthday Dad! Only 364 more days until 89.