Weeks when our schedules just don't mesh are the toughest. Dreaming of going back to this time last year when our biggest worry was you falling off of the boat. ⛵️🌅
I have sung happy birthday to you 8 times and I have watched you blow 204 candles (234 after tonight) I've told you I loved you at least 3,000 times and I can not be any happier to celebrate this milestone with you. You are a phenomenal father and a fucking rock star of a husband. I couldn't see my life with anyone else. So here is to you babe, Happy Mother fucking 30th birthday.