One day I was walking along and was suddenly startled by the large man walking next to me. It turned out to be Dane. He had recently become taller than me and I wasn't used to it. That was several years ago, Dane has been taller than me (and Steve!) for quite awhile and I still don't think I've gotten used to it. It's a strange thing when you have to look up at your little boy. Dane's birthday this year landed on a school day but we still managed to celebrate and Dane got just what he asked for - BBQ, presents and cake. Happy Birthday Dane!