Tomorrow's the day...

...for a very special birthday. And we have special plans to celebrate away from home, and there might not be time for presents, so we decided to have a pre-birthday celebration today at home.

Who is our guest of honor? Dada, of course.

So we prepped the house before he got home. We set the dining room table for a special meal. No shirt required.

 Then we sat and waited and waited for him to arrive. And when he did, we met him at the back door with a cold one, and made him close his eyes so we could lead him to the pile of gifts.

 There's no sense in wasting time with pleasantries so gifts were opened.

 It is pretty hard to surprise a man that gets himself anything he needs, but from the look on his face I can see that he had no clue about this gift. Mission accomplished.

And now I'm so tired that I cant remember what it was either, so off to bed. Tomorrow is a big day!