Today is Number Three's birthday. He's sixteen. I'da thought he'da been driving by now, but not yet. Just not that excited about it. It'd be nice for me, I'd love to turn over the wheel, but whatever. I'm sure he'll be driving before too long. He's a good boy, he helps me out a lot. I always say, the good thing about your kids is they are just how you like them, and Tim is just how I like him. He's got this weird sense of humor, and he helps me around the house a lot, from watching David while I work to figuring out all the computing crap I can't. Ha.
Here he is with his Baskin-Robbins ice cream cake. I love ya, baby, happy birthday.
Y'all have a great day.