Today is Brady's birthday. He spent an awesome morning at the DMV waiting in line to FINALLY get an Illinois driver's license. I think this was the third time he has made a trip there to try and get a license. Ask him to tell you about his experiences there, he really likes that place.
Brady hates his birthday. He doesn't like to celebrate much. No friends over, no big special meal, nothing. (Which is completely opposite of me. I would like to celebrate my birthday over the course of multiple days.) To "celebrate", we are going to get hot dogs for dinner (yes, hot dogs) and ice cream for dessert.
Reese has been walking around all day saying "Happy Birthday, Daddy!" She loves her dad, and they are two of a kind.
Happy Birthday, Brady!
