nate turns 32...claire turns 90.

To celebrate, we drove out the coast. We ate deliciously greasy fish and then observed them pre-deep fat fryer at the aquarium. Despite forgetting to bring shoes for the child who can walk, it was a fun and easy trip. Claire was thrilled to have both of us with her all day and once we bought some shoes for her, she spent much of the day running from tank to tank. With Mister in the Ergo, and the girl's hand in mine, she looked up at me with those blue eyes and said, "holding hands together is so nice." In a month, she's gone from 2 year old tantrums to 90 year old woman sipping her tea.
Happy 32nd, Nate. I'm glad we get to do all of this stuff together.