My Favorite Day

I love my sweetie. And I love his birthday. It really is my favorite day because I love that so much attention is on him, i.e. lots of phone calls, well wishes, special attention at work.... We often open presents in the morning and because I was running a little late in getting it on the table I tossed the camera to Josh to take some pictures of Dad opening his presents. These pictures crack me up because he was trying to be very thorough in capturing the moment; making sure to get a shot of some gifts, the food and who was there. (I ended up reading that book your looking at while looking around the house for something to read. I would say it was just okay, but at the same time I find my self now half way through the Lord of the Rings books, so I guess it interested me more then I realized.)