It's my birthday. And I'm 45. I don't feel 45, yet here we are. I miss my dad because it's also his birthday today. But I didn't have to miss my mom because we snuck her out of her retirement apartment complex to have birthday lunch with us. Technically her place is "closed" and the Shelter In Place orders in our county discourages activities with people outside your immediate household, but Tom and I have been exceedingly careful so we felt comfortable bringing her over. The most excited to have Nana visit was definitely Mousse.
This morning we picked up some fancy cupcakes from Frost.
Born in the 70s and wearing a 70s inspired jumpsuit. Black dog is the perfect accessory.
This evening Serafina got started on my birthday gift puzzle from my Aunt Sheila.
It was a bit of a strange birthday with no outings to restaurants and no hugs from friends, but we definitely made the best of it and I had a great day.


