Thirty-six years ago today, this precious little baby boy was born...and he grew up into a lovely man and I married him! Happy birthday, sweetie! I love you so much, and remember: you're not getting older, you're getting better. Or some crap like that. Also wanted to remind you: no matter how old you get, you'll still be older than me.
Anything else I can do to rub in the fact of your advancing age, just let me know. I'm here for you, babe.
Of course, I know you'll be here for me in eight months when my turn comes, too, so maybe I'd better just leave it at "Happy Birthday, Sweetie!" and a cheesy grin.
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Happy, happy birthday to your dear hubby!
(my husband and I are about 9 months apart too, I like to give him guff about his age, and then he gives it right back as well)
My gosh...look at all that hair!!! Happy Birthday to your DH!!!!
It's interesting that they laid him on his tummy...that's a big no-no nowadays (it's amazing that we survived childhood).
And, I hate to tell you this Janelle, but you're also on the downhill slope to 40. (tee-hee)
Once again, you can bite me, little bro. :-p
I didn't know that about the tummy-sleeping...maybe that was just the way he naturally curled up. He's tucked up awfully tight there, like he still wanted his nice warm cocoon!
Can you believe all his hair? LOL!
Mimi, Todd and I are 8 months apart, so like you said, what goes around comes around as far as age-teasing goes!
Happy birthday to your dh!!!
Michelle
Cute!!!
Les.
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