The Story of Us: My Lovely Husband...

On the River...Mud Island. October of 2009.

So August 6th will be my husband's 30th birthday. He thinks he's getting old, I just thing he's getting better. I've dedicated a blog to Logan, Cameron and Harper, so now its Wesley's turn. Hmm...Where do I start? I guess I'll start with the fact that I've known for years that every morning when my feet have hit the ground and I would pick up my phone I knew there would be a text from him telling me that he loves me and that he hopes I have a good day. Its the perfect way to start any morning. :o) Now that he's started a new job that is close to home and we get up at the same time I get the text when he's pulling out of the drive way. I also know that I am guaranteed to get at least one call in the morning and one in the afternoon for no reason at all. No questions asked or things he needs me to do. Just a Hey, How is your day going? That's the best part of my day. When he hits the back door after work I know I'm going to get a hug, kiss and an I've missed you today, I also know that he means that. We've definitely had our fair shares of hard times over the last few years but not once has he ever stopped fighting for his family. They're aren't many men who can say they have done what he has. There is no one I'd rather fight for, beside or with :o). He would die for me and I know that. I may not know much but I know true love. I love you Wesley and Happy Birthday Old Man!