For your rotten tooth

TaraShea gave David and I glow-in-the-dark plastic dinosaurs. David stuck his in his hair and charged it up under a desk light.

See it?

It was Mat's birthday last week, so we went out for a taqueria dinner.

That's a blurry fish head, and Mat.

Then it was back to David's and Kim's house for cake and champagne. (Anton made the cake: red velvet with cream cheese frosting.)

Ellery was feeling bravely affectionate.

The cake was delicious, too.

This is the photo I got after I said, Keep your eyes open. That never works.

Happy Birthday, Mat.