This year I didn't post a birthday message for my Husband on social media (well, until now). To my surprise, he had looked for it! So I guess that this post is partly to please him but mostly to acknowledge him - which is definitely something that I want to do, I just couldn't quite find the way to do it on the day, to make it 'Facebook Official' - as they call it.
Celebrating my Dear Husband's birthday is never a dull affair. It's hardly lavish either, but he does appreciate a little fuss...and then he looks at me with that rolled eyed emoji face when the kids line up to sing Happy Birthday!
He deserves all the fuss we can make - because he is to be celebrated!
We had one Dad-free Saturday earlier this month when he went to Boston and so despite our deep desire to stay indoors for a pajama day, we ventured out in search of some wrappables. First stop: hoodie heaven. It's not the actual name of the store, but it's what we found beyond the doors. Score! Of course, as I'm sifting through the styles, Baby is having a squealing good time hiding her shoes amongst the clothes rails and her older siblings were lapping up all the fun. Eventually, we found one that we could all settle on. We stopped for a few more bits and bobs - gloves, huge bottle of Sriracha, a coffee thermos and then of course, some decorations! For the first time ever, we purchased a fun foil helium balloon and it didn't cost a limb!
Although he says he has calmed down considerably around the issue of celebrating his birth, we can all still feel the electric charge in the build up to his birthday. On the morning of the day, we were up at dawn tiptoeing around putting all the pieces together. J had painted a big jar for us to pop the smaller gifts into and it worked well. At the last moment, we stuffed our birthday candles into a hotdog roll (because the birthday cake had flopped and we hadn't quite worked out the revised plan for the party yet) and we sang our best version of the Birthday Song in our early morning voices.
Dear Husband is so much more than just my husband. He's a determined, confident and friendly guy, a hard worker, creative eye and fun, firm and fearless Dad to our kids. This is the 17th birthday that I get to celebrate with him and I am still a ball of nerves checking the gift, coffee and cake on the night before :) Will it ever feel more unflustered? I guess I hope not.
Because jokes, birthday chaos and self-named National Day aside, we could use a million more opportunities to celebrate your life with real appreciation and gratitude!
Happy Birthday, my Love.
Celebrating my Dear Husband's birthday is never a dull affair. It's hardly lavish either, but he does appreciate a little fuss...and then he looks at me with that rolled eyed emoji face when the kids line up to sing Happy Birthday!
He deserves all the fuss we can make - because he is to be celebrated!
We had one Dad-free Saturday earlier this month when he went to Boston and so despite our deep desire to stay indoors for a pajama day, we ventured out in search of some wrappables. First stop: hoodie heaven. It's not the actual name of the store, but it's what we found beyond the doors. Score! Of course, as I'm sifting through the styles, Baby is having a squealing good time hiding her shoes amongst the clothes rails and her older siblings were lapping up all the fun. Eventually, we found one that we could all settle on. We stopped for a few more bits and bobs - gloves, huge bottle of Sriracha, a coffee thermos and then of course, some decorations! For the first time ever, we purchased a fun foil helium balloon and it didn't cost a limb!
Although he says he has calmed down considerably around the issue of celebrating his birth, we can all still feel the electric charge in the build up to his birthday. On the morning of the day, we were up at dawn tiptoeing around putting all the pieces together. J had painted a big jar for us to pop the smaller gifts into and it worked well. At the last moment, we stuffed our birthday candles into a hotdog roll (because the birthday cake had flopped and we hadn't quite worked out the revised plan for the party yet) and we sang our best version of the Birthday Song in our early morning voices.
Dear Husband is so much more than just my husband. He's a determined, confident and friendly guy, a hard worker, creative eye and fun, firm and fearless Dad to our kids. This is the 17th birthday that I get to celebrate with him and I am still a ball of nerves checking the gift, coffee and cake on the night before :) Will it ever feel more unflustered? I guess I hope not.
Because jokes, birthday chaos and self-named National Day aside, we could use a million more opportunities to celebrate your life with real appreciation and gratitude!
Happy Birthday, my Love.
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