"Pooh, promise you won't forget about me, ever. Not even when I'm a hundred."Pooh thought for a little."How old shall I be then?"
"Ninety-nine."
Pooh nodded."I promise," he said.
~a.a. milne
Today is my hubby's birthday. It's a big one--35, the backside of 30, 5 years til 40, half-way to 70. Apparently, it took him a long time to become a responsible adult, but once he did (with a little help from me), he has made a great one. I just thought I would get a little sappy today and embarrass him a little bit. I am truly the luckiest woman in the world, and we are a perfect pair. We make some darn cute babies. He tolerates me and my craziness--maybe even loves me for it. He makes me laugh every day. He makes me smile every day. He makes me feel loved every day. He takes care of me. He's my best friend. My life was not complete until the day I met him, and I can't imagine my life without him. I hope I am able to make his birthday a good one.
Happy Birthday Honey! I love you!
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