Yes, it’s the dead of winter, the East coast is buried beneath snow, Egypt is erupting in worrisome unrest and that pesky hawk continues to swirl overhead in hopes of a taste of chicken tartare. But for the moment, let’s put all that aside and focus on the REALLY important event of this week: Taylor’s 24th birthday!
Seems like just yesterday!
Five weeks old
"If you keep dressing me like this, I will make you sorry someday"
Where the years have gone I have no clue, but it seems like just yesterday that my dutiful first-born son arrived ON his due date with his mile-long eyelashes and changed my life forever for the better.
Sweetie, this is for you:
And just to put the icing on the cake, so to speak, Victoria’s birthday was also this week and we were lucky enough to score an invite to her beautiful birthday breakfast. Nothing like lounging in the sun on the patio of the Four Seasons while the rest of the country is up to its ears in icicles. Many thanks to Michael and Marie-Christine for including us.
Birthday breakfast dessert!
Last night the celebration continued at Alexandra’s cozy new abode, where she hosted an elegant little dinner party. Dessert was an amazingly decadent French concoction of chocolate, hazelnut, praline and macaroons in honor of Victoria’s birthday. A food crime of the highest order but worth every caloric bite!
Thanks, Alexandra!
C'est bon!
In other news, blog correspondent Catherine sent this photo just to remind Hope and Autumn that there are much more clever and hard-working hens out there than them:
I'm not sure where this photo originated, but it's not unheard of for hens to share their mothering skills wherever needed.
And lastly, but by no means least, friend Carly sent a photo of her new dog, a rescue lab aptly named Murphy S. Law after he was consecutively diagnosed with Parvo, then Pneumonia and then Bordatella. He’s healthy now and very, very lucky to have landed in such a loving home.
Murphy finally got the stroke of good luck he needed!
Happy weekend!
Polloplayer 
I am officially old. I couldn’t even get through that entire youtube. Got a headache.
HAPPY BDAY HINEY HEAD!
Yes, a joyful birthday season all around. Hard to believe those Baby Taylor days are quite far in the rear view mirror. He was quite the bundle. On the other hand, Big City Mamma was an even bigger bundle! All four brought unimaginable joy into our lives and I am grateful to the Lord for each of them.
As to the food shown here, it is a good thing there are not birthdays each week or I would be in farmer bib jeans, unable to tie my shoes.
Love to all!
I LOVE it when you post old pictures on your blog. That picture of Taylor in the blue sailor suit is priceless. I’m not a psychologist, but the repercussions from particular outfit may be the reason he wore nothing but black t-shirts for a whole decade- the look on his face says it all! 🙂
xo
Pooder!!!
And is that Carly, as in Carly Carly? Where is she?!?
Murphy S. Law is the perfect name! (I also would have accepted “Job.”) Kudos to them.
Happy birthday to Taylor. (Whose name obviously did not derive from “tailor” after having seen that sailor suit…)