I think in real life I'm still 10, cause I felt like something was missing this morning when I dropped him off without sprinkled cupcakes to share with his friends.
Tys isn't that into birthdays. To me, there has to be a party ... otherwise getting older doesn't count.
But all he wanted to do this weekend was to cuddle on the couch in our comfys with chinese take-out and movies. So that's what we did.
And he was right. It was kind of better than a party.
So happy birthday my low-key lover. Tonight we'll eat that steak dinner I forced you to tell me you wanted, and blow out your candles. And probably talk about our little man and how you're convinced he'll come out with green eyes and blonde hair just like you. Even though his eyes are gonna be BLUE.
I love you forever, you other-half, you. You're everything I always wanted. Happy Birthday!