Yesterday would have been Sarah’s birthday. In her honor, we had dinner at the Hous of Grous. I picked up a chocolate cake (with chocolate frosting) at Stop & Shop. I asked the baker to pipe Sarah’s name on top, in purple frosting. “No happy birthday? Just Sarah?” Just Sarah, thanks.

Nate and Jennifer helped blow out the single candle.

And just like last year, I got to snuggle Jennifer’s little sister (and Sarah’s namesake), Caroline Sarah. She is just over a year old, and walking like a pro. I kissed her on her sticky cheeks, and nibbled on the nape of her neck. She is the most beautiful little girl in the world, and I told her so. I think she believed me.

It was a pretty good day. Happy birthday, Sarah.