Call had a birthday and all we got was this one picture. Not a picture of the delicious cake his Momma made him, not a picture of his guests joining us for a fabulous dinner his Dad made; Savannah and Connor enjoyed the steak and baked potatoes. Aunt Kristy and Uncle Ro came for birthday cake and Janie Girl was here to help us sing "Happy Birthday to You". I didn't get a picture of his presents, or the cards from the people who love him. But, I did get a great picture of Call in his "hippie phase". Everyone needs to be a hippie once, and his long, curly locks and bearded face make me smile. He loves the freedom of college, but I am so happy to say, he still loves to come home and spend time with his Momma. No one will ever love you like your Momma.
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