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		<title>&#8220;And I got scones&#8230;&#8221;</title>
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		<description><![CDATA[<p>So, today happens to be my day of birth. And it&#8217;s three o&#8217;clock in the morning. Why am I up? Why am I writing? Because my husband is really cute. I got up to use the bathroom and when I got back into bed, he said &#8220;Happy Birthday. Can I give you your presents?&#8221; I&#160;<a href="http://mommyeverafter.com/mommyhood/and-i-got-scones/" class="read-more">Continue Reading</a></p>
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				<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>So, today happens to be my day of birth.<br />
And it&#8217;s three o&#8217;clock in the morning.<br />
Why am I up? Why am I writing?<br />
Because my husband is really cute.<br />
I got up to use the bathroom and when I got back into bed, he said &#8220;Happy Birthday. Can I give you your presents?&#8221;<br />
I asked him if this was a euphemism.<br />
&#8220;I&#8217;m just so excited to give them to you,&#8221; he continued.<br />
I told him okay.<br />
He was precise in his delivery, telling me which card to open first, where to look, etc.<br />
The cards were beautiful. In one, he wrote of a metaphor, binding us together.<br />
And then he gave me two supa fancy bars of dark chocolate. I was already satisfied. If that had been my only gift, I would have been thrilled.<br />
Then, he pulled out a big box.<br />
&#8220;I stepped out of my comfort zone a bit for this,&#8221; he warned.<br />
Inside were a pair of  <a href="http://www.stuartweitzman.com/products/caesar/?DepartmentId=360&amp;DepartmentGroupId=-1&amp;F_All=Y">these. </a><br />
<a href="http://mommyeverafter.com/wp-content/uploads/2014/04/caesar_blanap_12.jpg"><img class="aligncenter  wp-image-3130" src="http://mommyeverafter.com/wp-content/uploads/2014/04/caesar_blanap_12.jpg" alt="CAESAR_BLANAP_12" width="296" height="337" /></a><br />
And what was even better about the fabulous pair of shoes in front of me, was my husband&#8217;s smile; he was so excited to give me something so nice that he knew I would love. He was beaming. I was beaming. So much so that I had to take out the computer and write about it at 3 in the morning on what is now technically my birthday.<br />
Over the past year my husband has been my rock; he has been absolutely incredible. He has sacrificed for me, soothed me, stood by me and I now love him so much more than I ever thought possible.<br />
And the funniest part of the story was that yesterday, my husband, mom and I were taking the kids on a walk and she asked if there was anything I wanted from the farmer&#8217;s market. I asked for my favorite thing, a scone from the Ultimate Bake Shop. So she dropped one off.<br />
Apparently, my husband had already had this idea. He had gone to the farmer&#8217;s market earlier that day and gotten me an assortment of scones. He loves me so much, he wanted me to have all of my favorite things on my birthday.<br />
So now I have a lot of scones to eat. And beautiful cards. And truffled dark chocolate.<br />
And fancy shoes, that he picked out all by himself.<br />
I don&#8217;t know what this year will bring, but I know that I am so fortunate to have him.<br />
And really, really nice shoes.</p>
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