My sweet husband turned 40 in the midst of the Christmas chaos. His birthday fell on a Friday, and my mom brought over donut holes to celebrate before we all went off to work and school. That night, we talked about how much we love Daddy and ate his favorite BBQ. He was loved and celebrated, but not enough in my book. My 40th comes in February and I think we need to have an huge adults only party. He's not convinced, but I still have a few more months to talk him into it.
Happy birthday, my love. You are by far my favorite person on this planet!