This weekend we went to Jamie's birthday bash in Connecticut. You were a lee-tle cranky, but that might've been because it was 95 degrees out but felt like 105 in the shade. We took you in the pool but that didn't seem to help much. What did make you happy was going up and down the Cohen's stairs:
Anyway, it was a great party. And, for some unknown reason, you really love Jamie.
Happy Birthday, Jamie. You don't look a day over 39.