David had a great birthday-the church we visited last Sunday had a birthday table for him at the potluck-and a present. He's been on "birthday cloud nine" all week. Today it's over-he's three now. Ruth made him pancakes this morning. All his sisters spoiled him rotten all day. He got some presents from us and a lopsided cake that I made. (I'm not the best baker.) He ate corn dogs, and tater tots. He played with the balloons till he was all worn out.
It was fun.