his birthday weekend was also the last weekend of duck season. he was home (but not really home.) he camped on the water and popped in and out all weekend. we had a get together planned - a small celebration. but the best gift we could give him was one last day of uninterrupted hunting time with his buddies.
so thirty minutes before heading back to clemson, we had a quick celebration. despite a long shower, make up remover and eventually dawn dish soap... his face was still covered in camo paint. "i am thankful for what i get. right?"
an emergency candle was used for a real emergency.
how many times have i forgetten the birthday candles?
happy nineteenth birthday buddy!
we love you!
your life has so much goodness ahead.