Welp. There’s a first time for everything. I got my arm stuck. In a diaper pail. Like. Shoulder deep. A diaper pail.
If you see this guy, be sure to stop him and give him a high five. He’s 40 today. And absolutely deserves to be celebrated.
This man, is a wonderful man. But more importantly he is a wonderful father. He does more than his fair share of, well, everything. He is a kind and generous person. He’s quiet and thoughtful. Loving and giving. And I absolutely, without question, know I landed one of the good ones.
He’ll likely shy away from the attention – because he prefers to stay under the radar. But today we should all pat him on the back.
I adore you Nathan and thank you for everything that you are – and everything you do for our family. We absolutely could not function without you, not just anyone, but you. You are the glue to our lives, the epicenter of our world.
I didn’t know you before you were 35, but I can – with pretty strong conviction – say this is not where you thought you’d be five years later.
Maybe you thought you’d be on tour. Perhaps in gallery with late night showings of your incredible art. And I’m sure there are days, probably more nights – where you have visions of that life. All I can say is, thank god this road led me to you – and we are living a different dream.
I can only hope I fulfill in you – what you fulfill in me.
Happy Birthday, you should be celebrated all days, but for now – we’ll start with today. See you tonight, we’ll celebrate by arguing over what to order for dinner – and then with lots of poop.
I love you ‘soooooooooooooo much’. 😜😘