Derrick's day...

On Sunday we were able to celebrate the best man ever, my handsome hubby!  We had already given him his presents at the beginning of the week.  (He doesn't want his birthday to interfere with Madi's, he wants it to be all about her.)  Madi and Easton each got him a new shirt and I gave him a couple ties and a couple pair of jeans.  His birthday landed on Sunday, so we didn't do much aside from church stuff.  I did make him his requested dinner and fresh peach cobbler.  Just before 7:00, when dinner had a few minutes left to bake, Easton grabbed a tin can from the trash and sliced open his finger.  I spent the next three hours in the ER waiting for them to stitch it up.  Derrick got Madi to bed and watched the Olympics. 

Derrick deserves to have an awesome day.  He deserves to be spoiled and to have everyone recognize him.  It never happens that way.  I feel like he always gets shafted.  He does so much for everyone around him and is always willing to serve.  He loves and accepts everyone.  He isn't judgemental.  He's a peace maker.  He is a hard worker and a leader, but not bossy or unkind or power hungry.  He rarely, if ever complains.  He is the best man I know and I am grateful to be his eternal companion.  I love you babe!