That's right, my husband is a quarter of a century old!
Happy, happy birthday to you!!
Memories with you that I love:
That time in Italy when you bought Chombos, the loudest cereal known to man. And also when you bought us a lock for the Ponte Vecchio.
Going to the lake in the middle of the night with our friends and doing cartwheels into the water.
The pajillion shows we've been to together.
The day we went to Scoopy's in North Padre, and seeing the baby sea turtles at 4 in the morning.
Riding rollercoasters together for our first anniversary.
You ran three marathons this year!
Cwisamo, you are my absolute best friend. You are adorable, you frustrate me, you make me laugh till I snort, you keep me in line, you're not afraid to act like a 7 year old:
but you're also an incredibly mature leader. You are super duper handsome, you are supportive, you are honest, you are goofy. You will probably always look like you're 12 when you shave, you will never be too old to headwalk, and you will always be loved very much by me.
Cheers to you, my favorite 25-year old!
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