Monday, January 23, 2012

Happy Birthday, Husband!



For those of y'all who are new around here, the first time Andrew spoke to me was on his twenty-second birthday. Well, I mean, he'd said to me before that ostriches didn't stick their heads in the ground, but that was only a week before his birthday and then on his birthday? He sidled up to me while I was leaning against a table, blushed really hard, started talking, and then we just clicked. Three years, two apartments, one baby, and a lot of craziness later, we still click.

Love you, 25 year old Lover.

Happy Birthday!

See our first two years of love here and here.
P.S. The song is by Boston. Mr. C. picked it.