This morning I told my husband goodbye as he went to work with a terrible toothache. From the porch I called, "Happy Anniversary!"  You'd just have to know my dh to appreciate the look on his face and the "you got me" grin. Yep, he'd forgotten. But with everything going on is our lives right now, it's no wonder.

I have without doubt the best husband in the world. He's my best friend, my hero, my love, the person I love to be with most. He's wise, funny, strong, and closer to perfect than any other person I know. Faults? Well, their practically nil in my book. He's also a fantastic Dad.

He climbed out of his Dodge Ram truck and came to hug me on the porch. "I'm sorry, " he said. "I remembered late yesterday but this toothache has reallly bothered me. "  Feeling bighearted and quite the forgiving wife, I replied, "That's okay, hon. " 

Silence for a moment. Then he asks, "Where's my card?"

Ooops!   That stinker is too doggone smart for his own good. How'd he know I didn't have one yet, either? Laughing, the great DH says, "I know you, hon. You forgot to get my card, too!"  Oh, well, it's a good  thing Wal-Mart is open 24 hours.

Happy 12th Anniversary, hon!