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Another year older, another year wiser… or at least, that’s what I keep telling myself when I see you trying to assemble IKEA furniture. Seriously though, babe, happy birthday! You know, marriage is all about compromise, and I compromised by accepting that you’ll always leave your socks on the floor. It’s a small price to pay for all the laughs (and occasional eye-rolls) you bring into my life.

Speaking of laughs, remember that time you tried to bake a cake and set off the smoke alarm? Or when you thought “manscaping” meant sculpting a miniature lawn on your chest? Good times! All kidding aside, you’re kind of a mess sometimes, and you definitely test my patience, but that’s part of what makes you, well, *you*. And let’s be honest, life would be pretty boring without your unique brand of chaos.