Flying into your forties...

Flirting with forty..
Forty and fabulous..
Fierce and forty...
40.
My brother-in-law turned 40 today. And life is his oyster. I could list every single lame cliche and mean each word of it.
For this new decade, I wish for you; laughs, reasons to high-five, adventure, change and plenty of 'holla'.
I commend you for picking yourself up, every time Tink knocks you down....commanding the Mic, holding the perfect Tree and having Mad Hops.

Thank you, for each joke. For making our world a more visually appealing place (you are truly an artist) and for providing our son with his BCF. (Best Cousin Forever.)
I believe you will own 40. Teach it a lesson and leave a broken, beaten, stomped all up and over path for us to follow. I'm sure your younger brothers, wish they would end their thirties, with all that hair!
Hey, Double Eight...the world is waiting.