For the Birthday Boy, Dean Winchester

[hisgumbygirl]

ooc: this is for Fences and WYFM! Dean.

[The kids have been told to stay quiet in the living room. Lisa has been busy cooking on this Sunday morning and when Dean wakes up, there might just be a few pies cooling on the counter. Apple, Peach, Cherry, and Blueberry. And there is ice cream in the freezer, and freshly made whipped creme in the

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[hasperkynipples]

[smells the pie as he's coming down the stairs and is making his way over to poke, looking at each of the different things and picking up the cards to read them]

[hisgumbygirl]

[smiles and walks over to him, slipping hands around him from behind and kissing his shoulder.]

Happy Birthday

[hasperkynipples]

[leans back into her a bit]

Thanks, sweetheart.

[hisgumbygirl]

You hungry? I can make you some breakfast. Or lunch.