Wishing.

Twenty-eight years ago today, this super-cute boy...

... Jeremy was born. Actually, he was a very funny-looking baby (well... he was, and if I had photos of him as a baby, I'd show them!), but it's okay... he got MUCH cuter as he got older. ;-) He's five in the above photo. Too cute, right?!

Nine hours after *that* cutie was born, *this* cutie (umm... me, Reyanna. I can say I was cute, right?!) was born...


And she grew up a little bit, and was the cutest little beach-baby-toe-head out there...


And then when they got older, they met, and she fell in love. Then they parted ways. Then they met again, and he fell in love. And then after some convincing, she fell in love again. Then they got hitched.

And now... six and a half years later, we turn 28 together.

A bit about Jeremy at 28...

Jeremy is a man of simple pleasures. Silliness. Fun. Reading. Learning. Food. His dog (Amber). Sleeping. Me. More sleeping. And... some sleeping. And perhaps more of me... :D

In Jeremy's spare time, he likes to take photos of himself making funny faces:

I LOVE that he makes me laugh... every single day. I'll just be sitting at my computer, and I just *know* that right behind me he's doing a silly dance... waiting for me to turn around, so he can see me laugh with him. Awww... I love that. :)

Jeremy used to play golf *a lot*, but he hasn't since we moved to Texas. This next photo was taken on a work trip before he became obsessed with golfing. I remember him complaining about being forced on this work golf-outing... because he *hated* golf. Umm... yeah... I don't know about you, but when I *hate* something, I don't make faces like this...


And after a long day of golfing... or working... or... umm... sitting around the house doing a bunch of nothing, he likes to sleep...

His new phrase? Said in a VERY slow and drawn out, drunken with exhaustion voice, "I'm unusually tired..." It's not so unusual anymore, but now it's just funny. :) Whenever my dad calls, and I tell him Jeremy is sleeping, my dad asks, "Oh! Is he unusually tired?!" Gah. Too funny.

Anyway, when he wakes up, he likes to eat. He's really not a picky eater *at all*. I got so lucky. I get smiles and funny faces no matter what I make...


Another favorite of Jeremy's is cuddling with *his* dog, Amber. Six years ago, we only planned on Ruby. But after a few weeks, Jeremy begged me for his *own* dog to "love and cuddle." Funny how Amber (he chose her name) really did become *his*, and Ruby became *mine*. :-)



I love watching them together. She adores him.

You know who else adores him?


Me!!!

We have so much fun together. I think we hug and kiss more in one day (every day) than I could possibly count. He kisses me goodbye (while I'm still in bed...) every morning. The first thing he does when he walks in the door (you know, *after* hugging Amber, who has a panic attack if he doesn't get to her first...) is give me a big hug. And then he says, "Mmmm... you are so good to hug and love and kiss and squeeze!"

Well, Jeremy, *you* are so good to hug and love and kiss and squeeze! Thank you so much for being you. I love you so much! Happy Birthday, My Mister! :D