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It happens that our third child was born on Veterans’ Day, and so gets a parade on his birthday every year. In case you were wondering, here is how you welcome a boy into his fifth trip around the sun:

Birthday Breakfast (apple crumb croustades)….

Find a seat on the curb to wait for the parade….

Here they come…

Show off some cool trucks (and a motorcycle-boat-thingee)…

Don’t forget the sweet grandma, to smile and wave at you….

A big sister on the curb next to you…

A treasure found in the gutter (and shared) by a big brother…

A marching band….

And some horses (especially that pinto)….

And a dozen trucks that ride through town ringing the bells of freedom…

Pizza for dinner….

And cupcakes for dessert….

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