Al turns 35 today. My boy has hit the midlife arena. I talked to him today and he said he and Kaui were meeting with a financial planner tomorrow. Yep, midlife. I hope he's not thinking about buying a Mustang, or sporting a combover.
Memories of Alex:
Dressed up like Rambo with sweat socks hanging off his head.
Bringing all his friends over to our house to play pool.
The first time he came home with a hickey.
This.
Him and Brandy putting exploding loads in our cigarettes.
The poor boy having to mow an acre with a push mower.
Forts and forts and forts built in the yard.
And on and on.
I love you Alex.
Happy Birthday!
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Your link to "this" was the funniest thing I've seen in a long time! My sister still has David Cassidy albums 'cause they might be worth something. Too funny!
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