Thursday, March 21, 2013Posted by Jena Roach
I am so glad you popped out of your mamma's tinkle taco so long ago.
I'm grateful you let me call you ridiculous things (booger buns, dingle hopper, homeslice, Grahmsterdoodle), you think farting is just as funny as I do, you never complain when we have cereal night three days in a row, you encourage me to do what I love, you hold me when I cry crazy lady tears about an embarrassingly ridiculous thing (like I didn't clean the bathroom today... yes, that happened), you put up with my "morning smell," you are always always always challenging your mind but you still love me when all I want to do is watch The Bachelor, you love trying new things, you forgive me when I soil/shrink/stain all your clothes in the laundry, and most importantly, you're more fun than a clown on fire.
You make every day wonderful. I got mad love for ya, dollface.
at 12:23 PM