Today is officially the day.  Brenden is no longer a 20 something.  He is a 30 something.  
My parents threw him a root beer themed party with 30 different varieties of bottled root beer.  They never threw a party like this for any of their "real" children.  They went all out with root beer candy, root beer keg, decorations, root beer cupcakes. . . 
We had a taste testing session where we rated the different flavors.  For instance, I had always thought that Dad's root beer was OK but comparing that to say Bulldog, it tastes like dirty socks.  Thanks for the party everyone! 
Happy 30th Birthday Brenden!
 
 







