Quarter century club

Isn't he the cutest thing you've ever seen? I think so. And today he is 25!

We're in the middle of Dylan coaching a tournament, which means his birthday celebration isn't what it would normally be. There is no sleeping in or cooking a special dinner- our weekend is full of getting up early for soccer games and eating fast food. Since I have no way to bake him a cake in this hotel room, I put a match in a blueberry muffin (thanks Melly!) this morning and sang him a lovely off-key version of "Happy Birthday."

But don't worry- we will be celebrating with family and friends over the next few days, so his birthday really lasts a week this year. In the meantime, I am trying to make everything here as birthday-y as possible. And that is why I am perfectly willing to change hotel rooms three times just to find a room with functional HD television AND no smokey smell. Anything the birthday boy wants.

Ok, off to Arby's for a birthday lunch (I'm just going to add birthday in front of everything we do today), then birthday Game 2. 

Happy birthday Dylan! I love you!