Today is Husband Mike‘s birthday.
His favorite color is plaid.
His favorite month is fall.
His favorite number is 3,000.
He is kind and patient and curious and hilarious and supportive and amazing. He has taught me that marriage means working as a team, and that being a spouse means being a partner. He cooks, he lets me have our tiny one-car garage for my car, he talks to our cats, he never gets mad when I’m late. He helps sick, poor, and vulnerable people at his day job, then takes gorgeous photos in his spare time. He puts up with my moods, showers me with praise, and is my #2 fan. (He says he can’t hold a candle to my mom, which is probably true.)
If there is a photo on this blog that has me in it, he has taken it. Without him, you’d be seeing me at some VERY funny angles each day.
I won’t tell you how old he is, but if you knew you’d be clamoring to know his secret. Clamoring, people.
Happy Birthday, HM. You deserve treats!