old men

it's that time of year again to celebrate the old men in our lives: mor's dad and my dad. big mike celebrated on the 19th and big dave on the 20th. we're very blessed to have these guys around to harass us, call us in the wee hours of the morning (dave) or night (mike), and lend us a hand (read: cashola, advice etc) from time to time. baby h is going to be one lucky kid, getting to grow up with both grandpas alive and kickin' (even if not necessarily closeby).
we love you, you old farts, and we hope yours days were full of not going blind or deaf and lots of yummy birthday cake.