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Happy Birthday Drummer

Happy Birthday Drummer! I know that this past year brought more twists and turns than you ever could have imagined, but there is nobody else I would have rather gone through this with than you. Thank you for being an amazing husband and daddy. I know we both are wishing Aaron were here today to celebrate with us so at least so you could get a birthday snuggle. I am sure he is smiling down on his daddy today. Here’s to this year being better! I love you, Drummer – Happy Birthday!

Also speaking of birthdays and celebrations, apparently October 12th is a big day for our family. Aaron’s Uncle Dan (DrummerBrother-In-Law) is also celebrating a birthday today. Yes, my sister and I both married guys whose birthday is Oct. 12, they are just one year apart! Thank you for all your love and support as well not only to us, but to my sister as well– we love you – Happy Birthday!

Finally, I have two cousins that also decided to get married on this day. I can assure you I mostly remember this because it coincides with everything else – I am pretty good at trying to remember anniversaries etc., but these stick out in my mind because I know the date well. So, happy anniversary to The Grabill’s and The Risbon’s. Wishing you many more!

Comments

Josh said…
For the record, I'm "Drummer." You don't need to qualify me by sticking "Husband" onto the end of my title. :)

But thank you, Dear. I love you.
Aaron'sMommy said…
There I edited it - now don't you look silly :) I love you!
Josh said…
When don't I look silly?
Anonymous said…
You're both adorable you know :-) HAPPY BIRTHDAY DRUMMER!!!!!!!

Love,
Shanna

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