Saturday, July 2, 2011

For Mitch

Well, this was first a Father's Day post. Then it got pushed back to a birthday post. And now we're a week past that. Oh well, he's used to me running late.

I've tried to write this post about five different times and I keep deleting it. I can't seem to put into words what he means to us. When I try, it just sounds trite and cheesy.
The most important part: We love him. He makes us laugh, takes care of us, cuddles us, teaches us, plays with us, and makes our life together very happy.

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