Today is my dear, sweet husband’s special day. Did you hear that?
What? You thought it was New Year’s Eve?
Heavens no! All the celebrating is for Jason’s birthday! Isn’t that cool?
I don’t blame all the celebrators. I’d celebrate too (even if it wasn’t his birthday..ha).
He is probably the easiest man I have ever met. He doesn’t get emotional. Doesn’t complain (much…). Loves his mother. Loves his girls (including the fur pets). He puts up with me. HA!
He cooks, cleans, and takes care of the bills. Most of the time, he lets me sleep in and gets up to feed the dogs in the morning.
And I am not sure how, but he has the most amazing patience with an all-girl (and one boy dog) household.
He is super smart (far smarter than I could ever comprehend). I couldn’t even spell comprehend. Spell check just corrected me. Thanks spellcheck. My point is…..I bet Jason could spell it without being checked. Heh.
A Christian man raised in the Methodist Church. He is more reverent, than Bible banging. He is humble, thoughtful, and does not push blame on anyone, for anything. He accepts fully any failings completely on his own. But of course, I don’t think he fails.
I think he teaches us a lot about what it is to be a man of his word. Loyal, loving, and pure of heart.
Aren’t you glad you are celebrating for him today?
The last day of the year, we sing Happy Birthday to this incredible man, we dearly love.
Molly hung this banner early in the morning before he woke up. She found the materials: tape, construction paper, scissors, and notebook paper. She stood on a chair to hang it above the doorway to the kitchen. A very perfect place.
She wrote name tags on all the chairs, and his chair says, “Birthday Boy!” She is so funny….I wonder where she gets her thoughtfulness from? Hmmmmm…
Since the eight-year old decorated the house and had all the name tags in place, we prepare to party.
No, I didn’t make these. And I promise you, he thanks me for that…
Dad & Daughter sing a duet playing Rockband.
Sydney photo bombs my take of her boyfriend, Brandon, playing drums.
The Birthday boy is cooking up some of his famous chicken wings between sets, and we are enjoying his special day.
The last day of the year and the first day of his thirty-eighth year.
I decided today was a day of grace, love, and reflection for this wonderful man.
We embrace, and honor him always.
Happy Birthday Jason!