Happy birthday to my family! This crazy, wonderful train ride officially started 23 years ago, with these two babies:
To celebrate our family birthday, we had spaghetti on china, with sparkling grape juice poured ever so carefully into crystal goblets. It's a tradition to eat something regular on fancy dishes, because our family is a bunch of regular, common, everyday and nothing impressive things, made special by our enduring family ties.
Happy birthday to us, and many more.