Today my husband is one year older. He is 26 to be exact, and I couldn't be more proud of the man to whom I'm married.
As is tradition (at least for the past few years), we ventured to Ted's Escondido for some delicious dinner and clever conversation and witty words of wisdom and hilarious happenings (okay, I'm done with the alliteration) with family and friends.
Yes, the token sombrero was not forgotten.
Some of my favorite folks.
Toews and Baskins (sans babies which greatly disappointed my father-in-law)
Happy 26th Year of Life, husband. I love you so.