My oldest son organized a beautiful album, put together by his wife. He had come over last week to take photographs of my husband's hands for his non-existent "photography class" (let the fibbing commence).
He then asked each of his siblings to write about their father, especially related to how hard he has worked all these years for his family. That book started the tears flowing.
Next came "The Three Little Pigs" book. He was so surprised. He couldn't even get through the dedication. The illustrations all turned out. So pleased.
The food was wonderful. The cake and cupcakes were perfect (thanks to Rebecca Jensen). Each cupcake had a little pig head poking out of a chocolate icing mud bath. Everyone was there (with the exception of Dr. Jeff, who will arrive next week). I made up a birthday card with various little piggies on it. Here are a few of them.