Happy Birthday, Benjamin!

We went to The Blue Frog, a hamburger joint in the embassy distract, to celebrate Benjamin's thirty-first birthday. Good hamburgers seem to be the food Benjamin misses most. (McDonald's hamburgers don't count, he says.) When we came home we had a delicious homemade birthday cookie cake. Benjamin floored me by telling me that I had put too much frosting on it. I've been married for five years now, and I never expected the words "too much" and "frosting" to come out of my husband's mouth in the same sentence. I guess it just goes to show that people can always surprise you!

Happy birthday, Sweetie. I'm so glad you were born!