On Wednesday the man of my dreams turned 28 thus making me feel a little less like a creepy older woman married to a young chap. Yall- I can’t say enough about my husband.
He is so hard working. It’s 9pm and he’s still at the office working on a huge case BUT he ran home so that he could read nighttime stories to Bud, say family prayers, and put him to bed. He has melted my heart with what an amazing father he is. He grabs me every time he walks through the door from work and I stare at the clock waiting for that hug.
He always keeps me laughing, he is super hot, he loves me better than what daydreams are made of, and he cares for this family with every inch of his heart and strength. I’m beyond blessed to have this man as my husband and best friend. He has such integrity and character, it’s kind of mind boggling to be honest.
Happy birthday boo, even if you don’t like birthdays.
This was the only picture he’d let me take of his birthday and I had to trick him by saying that I was taking a picture of the chocolate cake. womp womp.