This weekend was the birthday of one of my favorite partners in crime, my Poppa.
We were all getting together for a special family dinner to celebrate and that meant one thing . . . it was time to pull out the polka dots!
We tried to get a nice picture while we were dressed up. . .
. . . it didn't work.
In between catch-ups, old stories, and delicious food, it was realized that the young ones are suddenly taller than me.
However, I'm willing to overlook it and keep them.