27. You might forget that’s the actual number, but it’s how many years you’ve been on this planet now. It’s one of those off-number birthdays that sometimes you don’t feel like celebrating– where you may not feel very special, or that any big celebration needs to be made of it. So maybe the NUMBER 27 isn’t worth celebrating. But you know what? YOU are.
You’re incredible– you’re hilarious, talented, beautiful, loving, and my BEST FRIEND. You’re considerate and kind, a mentor to total strangers, a source of entertainment for the masses… I’d sit around and celebrate you EVERY day, but today I have a special occasion, and I hope you feel ridiculously loved today. I hope the kids and I can show you how much you mean to us, I hope blog readers come out of the woodwork to tell you how fabulous you are (hint, hint, internet!), and I hope this day can shape up to be exactly the day you’d want it to be.
So while you may not remember whether you’re 27 or 28, I hope that in a few years, you can remember that your twenty-somethings were kindof amazing, and people loved you. Happy birthday, sweetheart!