The Man celebrated his 39th birthday on Friday...catching up with me once again. Although he loves to remind me that I am always older than he is. Always. We had a small celebration; just our little family. He had the day off so we took the girls to school, ran a few errands and spent most of the day just relaxing. I baked his cake. He requested Red Velvet which made everyone happy. He took care of grilling the steaks for dinner and I took care of the sides.
After dinner, we all pretended we were rockstars on the Wii. There was a lot of laughter, a lot of fun and time to be thankful for a good man, a good father and a good husband. That's why he's The Man.