Happy 31 Babe!!

The years keep coming. Thiry-one. Can't believe I've know this guy for over half his life. Crazy! Crazy! September 8, he turned 31. I'm right behind him. It's okay though. Life's in a good place. Grateful to celebrate another year.

His birthday fell on a Sunday, all birthdays should be on Sundays. Nice and lazy and easy and all of your family is around. It was perfect. The two of us went out to dinner at El Matador the night before, then stopped at Union Grill for their bread pudding. Then we got to head to the movies. Gotta love my mother in law and her willingness to always babysit for us. It was such a good night. Love the chance to be together. Still feel like 2 17 year olds. Only were not. But we feel like it. Crazy how that works.

Next day we slept in, skipped church, picked up our boys and just hung around home. We were having a little dinner get together at our house with family that night. So I took my time setting up for that, made his birthday dessert. It was a really pleasant little day.

Love this boy of mine. Don't know what I did to deserve him. In my eyes he is the best of the best. I feel blessed every day that I am the one who gets to share a life with him. I am a better person for having loved him. He is the most loving father, attentive husband, hardest worker, biggest and best heart, with a true love for everyone he meets. Life and happiness just radiate out of him. He is truly the guiding force behind our family, he is our rock and our strength. Feel blessed every single day to be holding his hand. Love him. Happy birthday my love!