My dad is the little blonde inside his family's car.
Tuesday was his 90th birthday.
Last Saturday, we celebrated with an Open House in his home.
When you open it to everyone and count on word of mouth to spread the invitation, you never know how many will show up. Well, we had a good turn-out. Though, I did not hear the number, it was probably between 50 and 100.
All of his children and grandchildren were present and he got to meet his first great-grandchild.
I don't think it could have turned out any better. Happy Birthday, Daddy!