twenty eight

On Thursday, my fella turned 28.

He works so hard to take care of us, going to sleep late and rising early.  I've never known anyone so kind and generous.  On his birthday, I got sick and we had to postpone our dinner plans.  Instead, after spending the day at work and in class, he came home with groceries and made chicken noodle soup from scratch (because of course he did).

Happy birthday, love.  I couldn't have dreamed you up if I tried.

photo by Lauri for Emily Wren Photography