birthday, part deux

I'm trying to write and Catcher is sitting in the living room asking Alex 1000 questions about baseball. It's driving me a little crazy, and I don't remember what it was I was thinking. It had something to do with Alex's birthday (I know this because I titled the post "birthday, part deux") but I can't think of where I was going with that thought. This is how my brain works sometimes, so enjoy this picture of Catcher and his dad, which was taken on Alex's birthday, by the way.

And here is one of Scout (same day, same place):

And Tillie, too: