It's Stacy's Birthday!

(This is Mark, Stacy's husband. I've decided to take over her blog for the day.)

Happy Birthday, my sweet Stacy. I'd write how old you are, but I'm not sure that's public knowledge. So I'll just say Stacy's old enough to be one of the wisest people I know and yet young enough to be full of youthful vigor.

As I sit down to write this, I ponder many things to write about, but I am mostly just overcome with gratitude.

I'm so thankful that you, the most wonderful person and most beautiful girl, have chosen to be with me. You give yourself so completely and joyfully to our marriage and our family. Thank you.

Thank you also for:
Being an tremendous encourager.
Daily seeking to walk with Jesus.
Continually improving your homemaking skills.
Making extraordinary, delicious meals.
Taking care of our delightful children every day.
Training these children in love, obedience and righteousness.
Being a fun mommy.
Making me laugh.
Being my fiercest board-game competitor.
Praying for me, our family, our church and others so consistently.
Being a faithful, pursuing friend to me and others.
Growing in grace; forgiving me.
Pretty much everything you are and do.

I've just been joined by another boy here on the couch, and your budders wants to write: "I love you, Mommy. I hope you have a good party. I like Mommy because she's really nice to me and she's cute. I love you, goodbye."

I know this post isn't nearly as organized or eloquent as what your readers normally encounter here. You are an outstanding writer and I enjoy reading your posts. I'm thankful for the way your writing encourages others, as evidenced by the comments you receive here.

So, again, Happy Birthday, my love. I cherish you.