Mr. M is not big on birthday celebrations, especially his own. Things were pretty low key on his actual DAY (mostly so he could focus on cranking out that dissertation). This afternoon, I happened to make a chocolate zucchini bread which was very cake-like, and we all decided it was not too late to stick a candle in it and sing to our favorite man.
The zucchini bread might have been so crispy on the outside and so moist on the inside that I might have eaten half a loaf all myself and called it dinner.
Happy birthday to the best husband I ever had and my kids' favorite dad ever!
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