Today is Clint's 42nd birthday.  We tried to let him sleep in a little (Can you imagine a house being quiet enough to sleep with 5 little people awake?  It wasn't, but we made an effort).  I made coffee cake for breakfast.  I didn't figure I'd get around to making him a birthday cake, so this was close enough.  The kids went up and had him come downstairs and they sang to him and helped him blow out his candles.  I loved to see how excited they were to tell him 'Happy Birthday' and hug him.  We didn't do much to celebrate his birthday, but I hope he knows how special he is to the 6 of us.