Dave had a birthday at the very tail-end of November.
We got to celebrate with Max in town which made it extra great.
We had his favorite dinner that evening too...pot roast and mashed potatoes.
And then had our neighbors over for cake and ice cream.
I know I'm a cheeseball on these posts, but as the years go by I love him more and more. I love his deep thoughts and the deep discussions he provokes. I love how he leads in parenting and his fierce protective nature. I love how motivated he is when he sets his mind to something, which in turn motivates our whole family. I love how he puts up with my crazy whims and makes my dreams into reality. I love that he is schedule-oriented that keeps us all on track. I love that he's usually up for adventure and I love his sense of humor. That he can make me belly-laugh about the funniest little things he brings up. I love his no-nonsense get-it-done attitude and that even though I'm a fly-by-the-seat-of-my-pants kind of a girl he puts up with me. And most of all I love his relationship with his Savior and the faith he has in the Atonement. Because that makes all the other stuff so real.
I love that he is humble and doesn't blab about anything...and especially doesn't want me blabbing (much) about how great and awesome he is...that's why I'm kind of slipping this post in between a few others. But I just have to at least say a little.
Because he makes my world go around.
Love you babe, forever and ever.