My Dad has always gotten the joy (or curse) of sharing his birthday with a holiday week - Thanksgiving. This year, while I didn't succeed quite as well as I'd hoped, I attempted to set up a small surprise party for him at a restaurant in San Marcos, near where the majority of his (large) family lives.
BUT we managed to pull off something that looked like a party!
And while I'm sure Dad did not enjoy the limelight, he was such a sport.
But then the grandkids came...
And it became a game.
Happy Birthday, Dad. We love you.
And thanks for being such a great sport!