Today we celebrated what would have been my dad's 67th Birthday.
We met up at his grave sight to visit, lay flowers and balloons and the boys even played catch. Before leaving we sung a very reverent "Happy Birthday", which is unusual for us Baker's.
Before leaving, we snapper a picture together of the whole family...minus Luke and Kat.
We finished the night with dinner at Chuck-A-Rama, a family favorite and a place that Dad always loved to visit with everyone.
We are so blessed to have celebrated the birth of my Dad, for the life he lead and the example he was to each of us.
After all of us sang to Dad, my nephew Spencer said " He's probably blowing out his candles in heaven".
I'm sure that there was some sort of celebration going on for such a great man.