I'm not thrilled with the idea of a party for me... let alone a surprise party. But that's what happened and I'm glad it did. I love my husband. I think he knows me better than I know myself. He knew that once I got passed the idea of a party focused on me, that I would have a really good time with some of my most favorite people in the world.
Liv, obviously, doesn't like surprise parties either.
Two sweet girls on our falling-apart-hammock.
I love you Wes and I'm sorry I freaked out on you in the car. Thanks for making me feel special.