We went to Pastafina in Weatherford. We wanted to do bowling, but the bowling arcade was packed for the next 2-3 hours and it was raining. We found another bowling place in Granbury to go instead.
He had friends over, as usual. Three cheers for Austin, who has come to each celebration for years.
Our ping pong table from last year died the death about a month ago. The remaining pieces were sitting against the wall, waiting for me to repair them or give them last rites. I tried. I did. Nothing helped. Then my parents sent us a portable ping-pong table and we were much more at peace saying goodbye to the old one. The new one is small, but has been loved.
Happy Birthday, Mr. Tennis.
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