My daughter’s birthday is this week, and her birthday party is on Saturday. My dad likes horse racing, and it just so happens that the first Saturday in May is the day of Kentucky Derby. He used to complain about her party being on the same day. Two things happened in 2005: I learned to appreciate bourbon, and I heard John Prine sing “My Old Kentucky Home.” So we turned lemons into lemonade, and made it one big party. The birthday party begins at noon, and we slowly transition into a Derby party. Mint juleps are flowing; we pick horses (the girls choose based on the names or silk colors), cheer, and have a great time as a family. This year, my mom is getting hats for the ladies. Ilsa requested … Read entire article »