Happy Birthday, Honey. My hubby turns 39 today. Aww!
I know he looks a little bit older than 39 (he started graying at 12, no kidding).
His family didn't really make a big deal out of birthdays while he was growing up, but I, on the other hand, grew up in a family that makes a very big deal out of every one's birthday. I always try and make a big deal out of his because I feel like he missed out. I can't resist doing his birthday up big even if I'm mad at him. I think it is sad when people don't get fussed over on their big day. He claims that he hates the attention, but he really gets emotional and doesn't like for anyone to see. He's really a big softy whether he wants to admit it or not. He actually gets teary eyed when we sing "Happy Birthday." So, to my Big Ole Softy, I wish a Big Ole Happy Birthday!
I hope everyone has a great Monday!