Yesterday, my husband turned 26 years old. If it weren’t for the fact that we’re all sick and miserable, and I didn’t have enough time to plan out two parties back to back (my mom’s 50th birthday was on the 26th), we would have done something special. So instead, that something special will be done this coming Saturday, which is May 3rd.
Happy Birthday darling! I love you.
And I promise to stop dragging you through the baby clothes and childrens clothes every time we’re out at the store. I know how much that drives you batty!
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Name: Alyssa
Name: Ryan
