... my sweethart.

Today is Ryan's birthday. He's 37 years old. We met when he was 22, so we have known each other almost half our lives. We'll celebrate our 14th wedding anniversary this summer. I should quit now; I'm feeling old.

I appreciate all that he does for our family. He goes to work every day, he fixes dinner sometimes, and he can even be counted on to take out the trash.

Rachael decided her daddy needed a Star Wars party, so we went to a party supply store and bought a few decorations. And Rachael bought her daddy a snow speeder, which he loved.


Happy Birthday Ryan!