The man I love, who is the finest husband and father I could dream, was born on this day. A year ago on his birthday, my husband attended the championship final for our daughter's soccer league. We are there again. Our girl's team is going to the finals for the second year in a row, having put together a 15-2-1 winning record, placing second in the regular season. This is the kind of father my husband is: After her games, my daughter will run across the field and take a flying leap into her dad's arms, laughing. She knows that win or lose, he is proud of her. She knows she and her brother are the center of his world, that when they walk into a room, his eyes will light up, that he will always be happy to see them.
Happy birthday, sweetheart. I love my children so much I gave them you. I must have loved myself too, because here we are. Still holding hands.
So sweet. And happy birthday to The Man.
ReplyDeleteHappy birthday to your handsome. His mama did good. We are the lucky ones, aren't we? And the smart ones, too, to pick out such good daddies, such sweet, fine men.
ReplyDeletehappy birthday!!!
ReplyDeleteHappy Birthday to "The Man"!
ReplyDeleteYou couldn't have picked better photos. These are great!
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Beautiful faces!
ReplyDeleteHappy Birthday to your man.
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So fabulous, the love of your family! What a wonderful man.
ReplyDeleteHappy Birthday, good wishes to all who gather around him. xo
ReplyDeleteI am so touched by your love. Happy, happy Birthday to your wonderful man. I love the story that you chose to describe him. I have an October man, too! Something about them makes them irresistible! Enjoy!
ReplyDeleteI can feel the love pouring from your words. How incredible it is to still be holding hands, right? Happy Birthday to that beautiful man of yours!
ReplyDeleteHappy birthday to your handsome husband! Wishing him (and you) so many more together!
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