Happy Hubs Day

Happy birthday to my Hubs. This isn't a milestone b-day, but it's a milestone time in our lives. I blog so much about my girls; I want to take a minute to blog about my guy.

I have been celebrating his b-day for 18 years. Holy smoke! We weren't together for all that time, but we were always close. First friends, then dating, then "pre-engaged" (according to my father), engaged and now married. I feel like we've grown up together. We've each evolved so much over the course of our relationship, and I feel so freaking lucky to have Hubs as a partner through it all.

He's the most supportive husband, best dad in the world (not hyperbole) and just my favorite person. I get giddy that we get to hang out and have sleepovers every night. There is no one I would rather quarantine with. Or go through life with. We've been on so many adventures together. First college. Then travels including hiking Machu Picchu, exploring South Africa, biking through France, driving up the California coast and lounging on beaches all over the world. Then having children. And now playing house in the burbs. But some of my favorite moments are the low key ones. Snuggling up to watch something, eating dinner with our girls.

Hubs is the yin to my yang. My better half. Naturally zen and he does zero yoga (or any exercise for that matter ;) Easy going, handsome, wicked smart and super witty. Ambitious and incredibly hardworking but somehow not easily stressed. Like his dad, he is knowledgeable about basically everything. He wins every triva contest. A music lover, a skilled artist, an amazing writer. My modern renaissance man.

Hubs is supportive of my ambitions. He's my go-to editor, my sounding board. He is a total feminist. Lifting me and our little women up, raising strong girls.

I am so grateful he chose me, and stuck with me, spending many years in the friend zone. It turns out being friends is the best foundation for a marriage. "Happiness is being married to your best friend" is etched on my favorite pillow, passed down from my grandparents, who were the ultimate "couples goals." I've written about finding someone like my Grandpa Riis, and how Hubs is my Marty. But really, Hubs is uniquely him. And I am the most grateful to call Justin my love.

AES (Amolove)