So Tate's and Zack's birthdays have come and gone. Tate is now two and Zack is now a whopping twenty-six. That just makes me feel old. *chuckling to self* We had a wonderful Saturday playing at the beach for a little while in the morning and then coming home to open presents and eat cake. Later that same evening we went to an awesome very authentic German restaurant (the owners were German, who were getting ready to close the restaurant for a few weeks to go back home to visit family). I had spaetzle with onions and sauerkraut, Remi had noodles, Tate had spaetzle and cheese, and Zack had weiner schnitzel. So darn good. We went out to eat to celebrate Zack's birthday since he wanted to be lazy Sunday and watch the Nascar race. It was a wonderful, simple day. Happy Birthday Tate and Zack.
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