I woke up today knowing I wasn't going into work...what an incredible feeling! My wife is a year older today, she would kill me if I stated her age so let's just say she's in her twenties. I started cooking breakfast while my daughter helped in the kitchen. The flowers were on the table and the smell of French Toast was filling the room quickly. While I was making breakfast I was thinking of how great it is to stay home with my family and celebrate Sara's birthday. As I am sure you know this doesn't happen often, actually maybe once every six months. It's a shame, isn't it?
