I know that I don’t really talk about you much on this blog.
Not because I don’t love you, but simply because I’m not good at sharing.
Can you believe that we have known each other now for twenty one years, been married for ten, and raising kids for nine?
You are a Gemini and I am a Pisces, but we were both born in the Year of the Pig, which means that 95% of the time, we pretty much order the exact same thing at restaurants.
You are truly the best father a child could ask for, other than you don’t know anything about computers. Or writing.
Oh, and the fact that you are a Republican and don’t believe in global warming. I spend more time with the kids, so I’m pretty sure I’ve got the political viewpoint thing wrapped up, at least until they are much older.
But your strengths definitely outweigh your weaknesses, and I never actually thought I would be the “nice” parent. Or at the least the “nicer” parent, as I certainly get my fair share of complaining.
However, this may just be with our son, and our daughter just might have you wrapped around her petite finger. We’ll see if time shows you giving her money and the car keys behind my back.
Let’s just say I won’t be surprised.
So on the first anniversary of your 40th birthday, I just wanted to let you know that your three whole months of labeling me “my older wife” are at an end.
At least for the next nine months or so.
Your Adoring Wife (who is the same age as you)