Happy 30th, Mommy!

Saturday was Kristin's 30th birthday. And despite her overall feeling of dread, we managed to have a great day. Kristin's parents and grandmother drove up from the Cape to take us out to lunch and hang out with Bailey Elizabeth, cutest baby ever. We had lunch at a little restaurant in Hingham called The Square Cafe. It was a nice little place with a menu that had Kristin written all over it. Very trendy and chic. I had a burger and fries that came in a fancy wooden box.

Later that day my parents had an ice cream cake (as if we weren't stuffed already) with a 3 and a 0 candle. If it were up to me, I would have put 31 candles all over that sucker just to see if she could blow them all out, but my Mom was a little more sympathetic than me and opted for the two candled numbered approach.

My gift to Kristin was an enormous amethyst and diamond David Yurman ring. I figured that after forking over the cash for a monstrous rock of an engagement ring, I had to keep up the facade that she has a wealthy husband. I probably could have picked up a sweet new flat screen TV for the same amount of money, but I realized a long time ago that a happy wife is better than a nice TV anyday. It was the big 3-0, what was I gonna do? Buy her another Brita?

Here is a great picture of 4 generations of beautiful women. They say you should always look at a girl's Mom before taking the plunge into marriage. Well, I think it's safe to say that I made a wise decision (see Grandmother Kim Barrett, far left). And believe it or not, that is Bailey's 85-year-old Great-Grandmother in that picture. Not bad, huh? That woman is mentally sharper and in better shape than I am, for God's Sake. I'm a very lucky man

Overall, we had a great weekend. We took a ton of photos of Bailey in her Patriots cheerleader outfit, but I decided to hold off on posting those after yesterday's dreadful loss. I really don't need to provide any additional ammunition for all those raucous Charger fans out there.