Bryan is my husband.
We met when we were 18.
As freshman in college.
We fell in love and stuff.
He served a mission and was gone for two years.
He came home and we got married.
And had a baby.
Bryan is not 18 anymore.
Today he is 24.
So, Bryan, to you
the man who hates
HATES to have his picture taken
I'm going to celebrate today
By posting some more!
I love you Bryan!
You're the best husband and best friend I could have ever dreamed or hoped for.
Happy 24th Birthday, Bry!
If you want to get to know him a little better yourself, you can check out his blog The Daily Post. Usually he writes about random, interesting things. He is always telling me something new. He is always, always learning. He is driven in a way that I have never known someone to be. I attribute that to his wonderful parents and to his wonderful self.
And, to my wonderful, fun, amazing, kind, funny mother-in-law: thank you thank you thank you for enduring hours of hard labor with this baby boy of yours. He makes all my dreams come true.
I love you Bry! Happy Birthday!