The best husband in the world
Today is the second day of my official birthday week. (Thursday is my actual birthday.) I think every year since we’ve been married I’ve managed to stretch my birthday into a whole week, so last year, Jim decided to go with it. Every morning of my birthday week, I would wake up to a present to open. He set himself quite the dangerous precedent.
But he’s doing great this year. Yesterday I got a really cool necklace made out of huge wooden beads kukui nuts.
Today, in his normal tradition, I got the ugliest sweater in Old Navy so I can return it. Jim is convinced that I love to return things. I don’t know where he’d get that idea? So he always buys me something to return.
Don’t you agree that he’s the best husband in the world?