This weekend was a weekend of sleeping naked and feeling sexy. It's not often that I feel sexy. I know that my husband thinks I'm sexy but it's another thing to think of myself as sexy. On Saturday my hubs let me sleep in till 5 pm. No disruptions. It was great. I need to get some more sexier stuff to wear to bed. Old boxers and tank tops only go so far. I want to be sexy all the time. I wanna make my husband feel like he's gonna explode every time he comes to bed. I want it all.
This guy. What can I do I say about this wonderful man. I start by saying...Happy birthday, son. I can't express how blessed I am to have been chosen to be your mother. What a honor it is for me to raise such a fine human being. Thank you. I marvel at all you do and everything you have accomplished in the 22 years you've been.on this planet. School. Work. Friends. Family. You would take your own shirt off your back to help your fellow brother. I admire you for that. Your work ethic puts others to shame. Showing everyone that Autism isn't going to stand in your way. I stand all amazed by you. My hero. My love. My Son. Have the happiest of birthday my sweet boy. Forever and beyond ❤
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