we share a sweet tooth

I spent today with family celebrating my dad's birthday. "Celebrating," is a fancy word for it. What happens is that my sister and her family, my brother, me and my sweetheart descend on my parents' normally quiet home and make a helluva lot of noise while watching the football game while we help mom make dinner.

This year, I brought homemade cupcakes - chocolate with vanilla bean frosting. We may be a loud bunch, but we know how to do a proper birthday dessert. I inherited my sweet tooth from my dad, who probably got his from his mother, my Grammy.

tpc :: August 2010 

tpc :: August 2010 

My dad is unbelievably kind, funny and strong - the type of strong that comes from toughness mellowed out by deep faith. I see all of that in this photo, which I took a few years ago. It's one of my favorites of him.