Quarter of a Century

October 1st, 2011, my husband celebrated his 25th birthday. I love that every year he turns older, we get closer and closer to spending more of our life together than apart.

Is there an actual phrase for that? There should be.

We were in the big city for the weekend and ate out at On the Border for lunch....
and Texas Roadhouse for dinner! Ian was in heaven, with a country fried chicken dinner, college football, and endless sweet tea. Grace fell asleep in his arms and I think just about everything was perfect for him!
Three weeks later and I finally got around to making him a cake. We were in an import store and Ian picked out a Cherry Chip cake mix and Cherry Frosting....

Pink Cherry Frosting.

Yes, his 25th birthday cake was pink. And delicious.

I told him that only a real man would be totally okay with a pink cake. He said he didn't care, as long as it tasted good!

And yes, his t-shirt is covered with the silhouettes of famous men's hair/beards.

It's like a very weird Where's Waldo.

On my husband's chest.


Happy Birthday, Ian! Thanks for being such a wonderful husband, father, provider, comforter, and best friend.

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Quarter of a Century