
It has been a wonderful 3 years. We have been through a lot together already. Gabe is a very wonderful, supportive, and loving husband who has stood by me with all of my medical issues and also through our first pregnancy. He helped me through my first labor, holding my hand, and counting during the contractions, coaching me through, and then watched as our first baby was born by c-section, and managed to keep his face calm and cheerful, smiling and speaking words of comfort to me throughout the entire procedure. (And he still finds me attractive after having seen my actual guts!) 

I love that my husband's hands are strong and somewhat calloused, and often times smudged with grease or glue. I love that he is able to fix our car, our plumbing, our AC etc etc etc! I love that he can literally pick up a loveseat, and move it in and out of a truck without anyone's help. I love that he is a kid at heart. I love to watch him play with our son, and know that he is someone our son can look up to. I love the way his eyes light up when he is talking about anything with an engine. I love that he can look so handsome to me, whether it's been a while since he's shaved or not. I love that he can decide to take up biking one month, and then the next month ride 100 miles just to be my hero.


Ok now I have one more picture I had to post, and then I promise I will be done with birthday pictures...
They are each stepping with the same foot, at the same instant the picture was being taken, plus they are each wearing stripes. And, as with all of the Lifferth grandchildren children, they are all beautiful, blonde haired, blue eyed kids. Is that an advertisement for the children's gap or what?

