Heidi, my hero, taught me to upload pictures to my blog (yes, all that you've seen up to this point was Scott). So here is my lovely prayer-breakfast table, which began the day on the Masso's porch:

Here, our team, including Craig and Dick from the Mariner's Church (Pierce home church in Annapolis) and our intern Doug . . Tim it seems was pushing the timer button and didn't make it. Sorry Tim!

The reason I am surviving here without Scott: cheery kids and a hard-working team. This is the pizza production on my Bday. And it proves that Tim (blue shirt) is actually here.

Me, with two fire-cracker candles standing in for the 47.

Ashley made the amazingly rich dense chocolate cakes, and the Pierces made ice cream. Pretty yummy.
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A belated happy b-day, Jennifer. Wish I could remember how to say "thank you for being born", but know that, more importantly, I am thanking God that you were...
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