Today our youngest son, Harper turned 8 while I turned an age a little bit north of that. His brother bought him a monogrammed robe and slippers that gives him that Thurston Howell III vibe.
Harpo swam into this world in the office at gHQ in those manic years where life = g and g = life. We are working hard on changing that but as Founders know, differentiating away from that you have worked so hard on doesn't come easily and is in fact difficult to see.
We are celebrating with a boys weekend this weekend in Las Vegas to watch the Sevens Rugby. The boys have never been to Vegas so it should be a ton of fun.
(PS - Typepad is putting in hyperlinks all by itself and I have no idea how to kill it - sorry!)