Birthday Pics

As you know, it was Cuppa's birthday weekend. As per usual, the grand lady somehow managed to stretch a one day event into five. But who's counting? One of the events was an actual birthday day dinner and cake (of course) chez les kids, which is French for at the kids' house — in my version of French anyway. Before dinner, we had the ceremonial laying on of hands upon the Smudge, or as near as we could get to her. She was being a very active little thing at that point; we could often see the evidence of her rummaging and rumbling about. No doubt, she's getting a might crowded. I get claustrophobic just thinking about it.



Later, Theboy decided to exercise his masculine muscularity by picking up an older woman. Hey! When I was his age, I could do that too! Hmmmpppph. He does have an advantage, however, as he once trained to be a fireman.



It's a poor quality shot, but I can't resist giving you this glimpse of our party. Yes, we are a wild bunch. (Which was another birthday outing of another day — seeing the film, Wild Hogs, I mean.)



It is my understanding that more photos will appear on Brown Betty Brew, eventually.