But you know? It's a good thing they did. I'm not sure what I'd do without having Ryn around to make me laugh until I can no longer breathe, or think up obscure dinosaur names for, or get into general trouble with. Who else would fall in love with *all* of my kitties? Or steal my brand new socks?
Some feet, the leftmost belong to the birthday girl. Thanks to ben for taking this photo in halifax last year. It totally rocks.
Happy Birthday Ryn! I'm still not posting photos of your presents. Suck it up.