Happy Birthday Peter

I have done several posts since Peter's Birthday but I wanted to come back and mention what a great time we had. Adam babysat for us and we took Martie out to a restaraunt called Tuscany. We had a gift certificate and it was very nice. I love getting dressed up and going out with him. I love talking to him about anything and learning about his thoughts on the world and our family.
Since I am planning on blocking this from other people reading, I want to tell you how awesome I think Peter is. I honestly know that I married the greatest man in the whole world. He is the most patient dad and the most loving husband. He is constantly looking for ways to help me and make me happy. His mom has told me that I got the best of her sons but the truth is I got the best of everyone's sons.
I love the fact that I will have him as my husband every day for the rest of my life and that even after we die, we will still be together. I have learned so much from the strength of his testimony. He knows what happens after we die and he never questions it. He has made the comment several times that on earth, we value life too much. We put people through hell trying to save them from diseases and we will bend all sorts of morals and ethics to save people when the reality is death isn't the end. People don't stop living, they just live somewhere that we can't see them. This is such a lesson for me. I love knowing that when we die, we will be together again as well.
I love every day when he comes home and gives me a hug. I love that Porter stands at the door and chants, "Daddy, Daddy, Daddy" and that all the kids run and shout "Daddy's Home!" the second they hear the garage go up.
Sometimes I worry that I am messing him up. He has become a bit more harsh with the kids over the years and I think that is something he got from me. I also think that a lot of times he tries to keep them quiet because he knows I frustrated instead of just telling me to grow up and stop being so selfish. All that said, he always wants to have fun with the family and he does a great job of helping me remember what is important. He doesn't ever say anything when the house is a mess and when it is clean he just says it looks great. He never complains about dinner not being ready but instead asks me what he can start fixing. And if dinner is ready, he always says it looks great and eats even if it is a trial recipe gone wrong.
Peter is the not just the best husband and father, he is the best person I know. He is always willing to help people and he genuinely isn't put out by it. He is teaching me that when people say, "it isn't a big deal," we should take them at their word and we shouldn't agree to do something unless we really intend to.
I am so blessed to have such a wonderful man living in my house each day and I really do mean it when I thank our Heavenly Father for the wonderful day that I have. I feel blessed to be with him regardless of how the day goes.
Happy Birthday Peter and thanks for giving me the opportunity to spend so many years with you.