{ happy birthday, mr. kurz }

Happy birthday to my dear hubby.
32 years young. :)

There's no time like a birthday to take a stroll down memory lane, and I hope you enjoy this trip.
I thought I'd share just a few of the pictures that I love the most.

I didn't know you when you looked like this, but I sure am glad that I was in His plan for you even then.
(I love that you and Brad are almost holding hands in this picture.  Almost.)

 

You were pretty cute.  You and your clone both were.  Love the overalls.

(Have I mentioned that the gift of these photos from your mom was probably one of the best gifts I've ever gotten).

 

I'll bet you two were a handful.  Holy smokes.
I love your bright blue eyes and your happy smiles.

 

I love the camouflage shirt you rocked on your sixth birthday....

 

And the Cardinals shirt your sported in nearly every other photo from that 5 year span...

 

I love that I know you well enough to know that you were saying something smart to your brother in this picture, just to get under his skin.  Probably something about how excited you were to be the commencement  speaker?  HA!

 

I love that I have photographic evidence of the infamous red wind pants.

And I also love that this photo is the ONLY remaining evidence of them.

(Hi sweet Kelly & Kimmie...you two were so tiny!)

Today, on your birthday, I want you to know how much I love the man you've grown up to be.
I love the father that you are to our daughter, and the patient and strong husband you are to me.
Hannah and I are pretty lucky to have you.
I hope you have a wonderful birthday.