Happy 29!

It's totally and completely my bad that I'm saying happy birthday to my hottie of a husband 3 days after his birthday, but he hardly reads this so he'll probably never know.

My plan was to write some super cutsie thing about how much I love him and how much I love the life we've shared together but instead I spent the day hanging out with him (he had a meeting in the morning and took the afternoon off to hang out before track), which was a much better deal for me.

It was so nice to be able to play outside with Will and then hang out on the couch and watch some tv and talk about our day.  Unfortunately, it was WWE stuff but I'll watch it without complaint on his birthday although I think I'd rather watch paint dry or change a diaper or two.

I made him his favorite ribs and potatoes and dark chocolate cake for dessert and didn't take one single picture the entire day.  Next year I'll make sure to take a million so no one forgets that he's turning 30.  

I love my husband so much.  After 7 years together he still makes me crack up, surprises me and supports me. Watching him become a father is one of the sexiest things in the world to me and I can't wait to see how he melts when our unnamed daughter comes into our lives.