The dad of the house had a birthday. Even though this dad has been known to be the life of the party once or twice...he doesn't particularly like being the center of his own celebrations. So birthday number 40 was celebrated backyard style with family and friends.
The birthday boy proudly wore his birthday hat that Callie secretly made especially for him. She measured the paper around one of Jon's ball caps so that it would be a perfect fit. The hat had no other embellishment other that three simple letters that signify what it is to be 40... dad.
Forty years. When you are happy where you're at there are not many groans about getting older and I never heard a single complaint about being forty from this dad. Happy four decades!