Saturday was Aaron’s birthday. He got older this year, but says he’s holding from now on. All of my parents got him way cooler things than I did, but without me there would be no my parents, so it’s like I helped get them. He is the proud owner of an awesome BBQ tools set with really cool skewer things, and soon to be the proud owner of a fire pit for our yard. I think it’s fair to say that those beat the things I got him: Night at the Museum, a long-sleeve shirt I took from him almost a year ago because I hated it, some charcoal paper/pencils art stuffs. I also had a mini-bbq party and took him to Indiana Jones, and he didn’t ultimately hate it, so I think that was pretty good too. Anyway, I’m rambling, but happy birthday to my great wonderful husband.
P.S. The couch he picked out came on his birthday, and it is an awesome amazing couch. I will pretend I got it for him.
HAPPY BIRTHDAY AARON! I think Kelsey’s gifts were very thoughtful. Especially the shirt!