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Happy Birthday, Little Squid! May all your math classes be sensible!

Need I say more?

I have now known Mike for more than half of my life (and his). That's a pretty long time to know someone. To care for someone. To Love s...

As I sit here and try to compose an appropriate birthday post, I find myself at a loss for words. Instead, tears of happiness and joy cloud...

I had no clue. Fourteen years ago, when I held her in my arms for the first time, I had absolutely no clue of what was to come. Of the smil...

Mom didn't think she needed a birthday post, but I insisted, so here it is. HAPPY BIRTHDAY MOM!!! And no, you are not old and/or decrepi...

There is oh so much to be thankful for this year but as always, it comes down to the most important things in my life, my family and friends...

When Mike was about to celebrate his twenty-first birthday, he stated, unequivocally that the probability of him remaining "under 20...

Yes, another sappy birthday post. An open letter to my son on his birthday. Dear Little Squid, From the moment you entered our lives you fi...

We interrupt this blog vacation to bring you this . We Squid would also like to wish a very Happy Birthday to Lil' Bro, Josh. It's ...

Thirteen years ago I held a sweet, smiling baby in my arms ... That baby has morphed into ... A funloving seven year old ... A curious eight...

For your amazement the cake that Squidette baked and decorated for her father. And the meal that Little Squid made (with some assistance), a...

When Mike turned 20 he, jokingly, kept saying that he would, very likely, not turn 20. Why? Because for his entire life he had been "u...