Michael is 50! (and Rosie is 1!)

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 In between Winter Park weekends, Michael celebrated his 50th birthday and Rosie celebrated her 1st. Michael chose to have a quiet birthday after the big polo celebration and stay in. I decorated a little, we ordered in Thai food, watched the new marvel show, What if?, and had delicious ice cream from Heaven. Rosie had a cookie and lots of pets.

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