The Treaty of Versailles was signed, Mercedes-Benz was formed, Mike Tyson bit off Evander Holyfield’s ear, and Chase Bridgforth was born. Solid day.
He still makes my heart flutter.
We are going to spend the day doing absolutely anything and everything my outdoorsman desires. I’m still not quite sure what all that entails… but I think a nap, good food, and buttermilk pie are all going to be a big part of his special day. 🙂
Chase, you have officially lived 10,227 days and I have loved you 3,448 of them.
Happy Birthday, Carnivore. You are my favorite.
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