Fresh Air

You know that this past year, I've washed that Ariel costume 35 times, and we've only owned it for 3 months.


We made "Halloween" decorations and hung them on the balcony even though the rain instantly put the ruin on them.


We picnicked in the canyon and fell in streams and rivers trying to make sure we had an "experience".

We ran circles around each other and laughed to our hearts content.

Of all the things we did (which were plenty more than just this), what I'll remember the most from your past year was that you loved me -- fiercely, loyally, honestly. You loved me, and I loved you. And that's the truth we've got sweetheart!

Happy Birthday, my Princess.

I love you.