Happy Birthday, Elliott!
I would like to take a moment to appreciate my beloved publicly.
Yesterday was his birthday. He has been so patient and kind to me… even during the tough times, when most people would’ve thrown in the towel.
He told me that he stopped caring about his own birthday after 21. But since Twilli (our new nickname for Ariana) was born, I suspect he may find more significance in his own birthday.
Yet, despite his relative bday indifference, he ended up 2 tickets to tonight’s NHL Panthers hockey game (thanks, Scott!), a yummy dinner at Scruby’s BBQ, and big smiles from Twilli.
HAPPY BIRTHDAY, LOVE! :-*
renee
*Please leave a comment if your attitude toward your own birthday changed when you had a child.*






