maybe baby, it's you.

maybe i freakin' love may 16th.

maybe because it is the day scott was born.

maybe that day was 36 years ago.

maybe he is amazing.

maybe we gave him terrible birthday gifts.

maybe he laughed and smiled and made the gifts better.

maybe i still get excited when he walks into the room.

maybe he can make me smile, even when i am grumpy and mad.

maybe the boys think he hung the moon.

maybe i think he hung the moon.

maybe he knows me better than anyone in the world...and still loves me.

maybe i never could have imagined, 5 years ago, the incredible father scott would become.

maybe i actually like beef slop.

maybe he actually likes oprah.

maybe he is the kind of man that everyone loves. 

maybe he is the most genuine and honest person i have ever met.

maybe what's unique about him is that to the core, he's good.

 maybe that sounds bland, but it's extraordinary.

 

maybe he makes us feel like the luckiest people in the world.

oh, let's be honest, there's no maybe about it.

happy birthday, scott cruce

we love you so.

~honey, i promise...i am going to start unpacking right now! xoxo~