Happy Birthday to my Husband! As you can see, we ran the risk of burning down the house tonight with FORTY-TWO candles. Scott was a good sport and blew them all out the second we finished singing "Happy Birthday to You." (I did see him close his eyes for the briefest of seconds to say a little wish.) He looks pretty great for being 42. Of course, I am not tall enough to see the bald spot on the back of his head. But from a shorter perspective, he looks almost the same as he did when he was 32.
