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!