People! Listen Up! It is Husband’s birthday today. And for those of you who are sports-inclined, go leave him some love over at HIS site (yes! He has a site! It is new!) www.sportsdad.wordpress.com. And while you’re there, tell him to update more than once a millennium for cake’s sake.
This morning he woke up, got dressed, and left for work like he always does – off to do that voodoo dat he do so well. Deep in thought about cash flows, market cap rates and other such financial terms that make my head explode. The Swimmy called to wish him a happy birthday and surprised the shit out of him. Not because he was surprised she called, but because he forgot it was his birthday.
Well, Deart, we didn’t forget.
Happy birthday to the wondefulest man around. To the guy who checks on a sleeping baby nine times before he goes to sleep. To the guy who is obsessive about the temperature in the kids’ rooms so that they are comfortable all night. (Never mind that WE are either freezing or sweating OMG.) To the man who loves his family with a force so great I swear his grandparents are looking down at him beaming an extra ray of sunshine his direction.
I love you, Deart. Happy Birthday.