Spencer is another year older and wiser too. And more handsome. And just all around more awesome than ever. He had a typical birthday for a working father of six. He did just that, went to work, came home and went to a soccer game, ate dinner, opened a few gifts, and enjoyed cake (red velvet, gone blue, cheesecake with cream cheese frosting) with the family. I did send him 33 individual text messages with reasons why I loved him every few minutes/hours. He said he didn't mind, but I'm sure it sort of drove him crazy. :)
I really am so blessed to be his wife. He is a good man. Great father. Fabulous Husband. I love you Spencer Dee, happy birthday!



