You're like a fine wine.

You just get better with age, babe.  

I remember taking these photos a few short months after we'd gotten engaged.  

And to think, I thought I loved you then. 

We were babies.  We were party animals but most of all, we were so in love.  

Now, we have a few babies of our own and partying these days consists of playing blocks, princess bubble guns & miniature plastic horses....and we're happier than we've ever been.

You know how I know I married my soul mate?

Because no one else would put on a women's turtleneck and Christmas sweater, embroidered with snowflakes and shimmery Christmas trees, for our annual holiday card. 

No one.

Or parade around a Cruise Ship in a Fred Flintstone costume on Halloween...

And I don't know another man that would put on a clown body suit, complete with wig & facepaint, because I insisted we go as matching clowns for Halloween. 

And let's just be totally honest, no other man would love my tiny chihuahua (with a full 5 lbs of attitude), the way you do.

And last, but certainly not least, you are the most amazing father to our little girl...soon to be GIRLS!

You love her in a tutu....

And you'll love her even MORE in cleats.

I wonder often, how in the world I scored a husband like you!

This evening, we'll be celebrating YOU, Mr. 32.

But to be honest, men like you deserve to be celebrated every single day.

Happy Birthday to my dreamboat.

XOXO,

Your wife