happy birthday, dan

Here you are at 18, a beautiful teenager giving Maria a ride. (Click on the pics to see them properly.)

Tonight I grabbed a random photo album looking for pictures of you.  Well.  Your face was everywhere.  You used to live here.   These are from your twelfth birthday party:

In this one you're about your daughter's age.

Christmas, 1985

 

This one made me snicker--He Man toys, blanky, magazines ripped up by your baby sister, tv set with a dial we spun to click through channels

This one from now, already a year old, all the squirrels who inhabit your life.  I love them.

Thanks for coming to this family and being mine, being ours.   We love you beyond all sense.

Happy Birthday, Dan

Love, Mom and Dad