JP celebrated his 40-"somethingth" birthday this weekend. We went out to our favorite (well, the only one in our town) Cuban restaurant. Then, presents and cheesecake. (While singing, Daniel and Michael got into an argument over something. So JP chimed in to help me and Tera sing Happy Birthday...so goes our little life.)
I love this guy and all his goofy faces for pictures. I love that this is the 19th birthday we've celebrated together. How he grounds me and keeps me on an even keel. How he reminds me who God (and he) thinks I am instead of the negative opinions I may have about myself. I love him for all his little jokes especially when I'm stressed...that drive me crazy. I just love him...and I'm glad he loves me, too!!!!
HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!!!!
