Birthday Rule #1

Sometimes people go to Hawaii for their birthday. Once that was me. On that occasion a very interesting conversation at work resulted - now that I work from home the only interesting conversation such a trip could produce would be with the small human who really runs our home (she's sure I am just acting CEO).
It would probably involve requests for applesauce and raisins. But mostly the raisins.
It's a glamorous life.
This year none of us are trekking to Hawaii for a birthday so Mamo went ahead and did it for us.
She claims she was at a conference. I have seen the pictures. They speak for themselves.
Before she left we went to lunch to celebrate the birthday we would be missing.
Jo rocked a mohawk and combined it with a daisy chain head band.
She's a classy girl.