Happy 27th!

This year in celebration of Andy's birthday, we opted for low-key with an early dinner at a local hot spot. It took us an hour and a half to get out of the house, but we made it before the dinner hour, and despite the customary Happy Birthday song--sung with exuberance and emphasized with vigorous clapping (which elicited only a few stirs from Roscoe)--we enjoyed a sleeping baby, and a dinner out on the town (new-parent style).