happy birthday, my love

Although this photo is almost a year old, it's one of my favorites of Paul with (most of ) the kids.  You can't even really see him, which is how he prefers it, but his presence is everywhere--carrying one, holding another's hand, arm around another.

On this, my husband's legal birthday (his actual birthday is up for debate according to family folklore), I would like to tell you some of the many reasons why Paul is the best husband around:

1. When I call to say I'm feeling crummy, he goes out to buy his own birthday cake -- vegan carrot cake, my favorite.

2.  When I call later to say an unnamed child, who is home for spring break this week, left the car door open and my battery is dead, he leaves work an hour early so he can pick up Finn.

3.  When I still feel crummy, he says we should wait to get Indian food (his birthday meal choice) another day so that I will actually enjoy it.

4.  Well...the list could go on and on, but you get the idea.  Wonderful man, this one!

And what do I get such a wonderful man on such a special occasion, what every good caffeine addict needs...a 12 cup coffee press, from which he will undoubtedly serve me the first cup of coffee.

Yumm-o!