Ok, so yesterday was Mr. B's birthday. He turned 7 and let me tell you he he getting so big. My how they grow up so quick. We did celebrate his birthday on Father's day, due to having my dad here and all. My husband and I did give him his gifts then. He loved them, by the way. He also went shopping with my dad and then we went out to eat to celebrate a all in one. We all had a great time. We also started ceramic tiling the floors. (Ugh) but with my dad's help it went off with out a hitch. Thank You Dad. OK, so back to my bitching that I was going to do. Not a single person called to wish Mr. B a happy birthday, except for my dad's wife who is not even a bio- grandma. Now my dad had to work over time and could not call him by the time Mr. B had to leave for t-ball and that I understand.