Thirty-eight.

We celebrated Andy's birthday on friday. He's getting kind of old. Much older than me. And I love him for that!

He had two simple birthday requests: pizza and cupcakes. The Haynes joined us, and Nicole came by after work. Here's Andy about to blow out his pink candles. Does he look exuberant or what? (If you're thinking creepy you're wrong, this is NOT a creepy picture....he's just realizing that in 2 short years he will have to start wearing knee socks with his chacos. Sigh.)

Krandy got some Birthday kisses from the nephews! Andy fell asleep on the floor around 9:00. In his defense, we don't have a recliner.
Parties just aren't what they used to be around here:

Then we realized we could go to bed as soon we took a good picture.......

Happy Birthday A-train! You make 38 look like 28!