It was my birthday on Monday and as always, my husband kids were spectacular, spoiling me rotten with thoughtful gifts and homemade cards. Son No. 1 and Son No. 2 have the amazing ability to pick out the perfect gift for someone. Both Paul and I have come to depend on them for gift ideas because *that's* how good they are. It was Son No. 1 and Son No. 2 who came up with the idea to get Paul a bike for his birthday so we could go on family rides together. And it was Son No. 1 who reminded me of my husband's affinity for dark chocolate which he found beside his stocking on Christmas morning.
This year Son No. 2 was super excited for me to open one card in particular because he had picked it out himself. He said it reminded him of me.
Ya.
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