Jonathan turns 33 today.
I will be turning 35 on my next birthday.
That makes me older than he is. Just so you know.
(What I want to know is, does this make me a cougar?)
I thought about creating a fabulous post all about him, but he really doesn’t like me writing about him online. So, the least I can do for his birthday is keep this short to respect his wish to be swathed in mystery and intrigue.
(However, I WILL leave the much-disliked-by-him moniker “Mr. Looney Tunes” in the post title as utter payback for being called “Granny” all week long. Hee.)
Happy Birthday, Sweetpea.
I can’t wait for our little one to get here.