On December 24, my wife, my best friend, and the love of my life turned 33. Lucky for her, she still looks like she’s in her twenties. Unlucky for me, people think that I am her father. For her birthday she said she didn’t want to do ANYTHING. I did my best to honor her request by letting her sleep in and wrangling the kids for most of the day. Lucky for us, my parents watched the kids in the afternoon (we were in Reno for Christmas). We went to lunch at In N Out Burger with my sister and brother-in-law and then to the thrift store to get white elephant gifts. It was fun for us just to hang out and laughed hysterically at the “treasures” we found at the thrift store.
Over the last few months or so, M has posted about different projects that she has accomplished and other things she has been up to. As you can tell from her posts she is amazing. I don’t know how she is able to accomplish so much and do so much. She is a wonderful wife and mother. She has a great sense of humor, works hard, and takes care of us boys, even though we can be really annoying. I could go on and on, but instead I’ll just say one last thing: Happy Birthday, we love you!