Luke came home for his 21st birthday, so we had his favorite homecooked meal ready for him (meatloaf) along with a chocolate rum cake.
And he opened several cards that marked his special occasion. The shot-sized red solo cup on the table may have had something in it. Kombucha maybe?
We were face-timing Ashlyn in Orangeburg so she could be part of the family celebration.
The next day we took him out for authentic street tacos.
Then to a brewery for a beer.
On day 3 of his birthday weekend, he wanted Indian food for lunch, so why not compliment that with alcohol-infused pumpkin ice cream! Happy birthday, son! We love you!!
