smacky and bucky

My wife's b'day is 9 days after mine (and the first one was a few years after mine). We were tired and have a baby (which is a potential screamer at a moment's notice) so we decided to stay in and have dinner. We had pizza:



and I picked up a fancy cake on the way home from work:


She liked her gifts, but the one that got her teary-eyed was the birthday card I picked out for Henry to give his mommy.