Here’s the card that Dino made me:
I just love the birthday cake next to the tree. And please note it’s placed carefully far enough away from the tree so as not to start the Christmas tree on fire.
And the explanation for the black ink scribble? Priceless.
So I’m 37 now. Hrmph.
I’m not quite where I want to be, but thank God I’m not where I was!