What does that mean? Well, at precisely 12:00am I burst into his room and jumped on him and yelled HAPPY BIRTHDAY and then sang him the happy birthday song, which he actually hates. After that, I asked him if he was "feeling 22" and he didn't catch my reference...Taylor Swift? Anybody? Can I get a wtiness? No? Okay. Then I told him that he should expect to hear the words "happy birthday" exactly 22 times today. He groaned. He loves me. I swaresss.
So I got him this awesome present BUT I ordered it way to late and it won't actually arrive until the middle of July. Girlfriend fail. So to make up for it, I'm going to take him to dinner tonight. Girlfriend win.
So moving on, I am truly grateful for this man. I am so excited to see where God is going to take us and how we are going to grow together. Happy birthday old man! Love you bunches!!
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