My older brother is visiting from out of town.  I gave him a spare key to the house and went off to work this morning.  When I got back home ten and a half hours later, I discovered that he’d gone grocery shopping and was making dinner.  He’d also purchased a card, balloon, and assorted small gifts to wish me a happy belated birthday.  Even though tomorrow is his own birthday.

Our mom would be so proud.

I am very glad that I finished knitting his birthday socks yesterday.