Birthday. Suit.

His mom always told me that Chaz was too pretty to be a boy when he was born. I didn't believe her till my first boy was born. Chaz is pretty but in a masculine, sexy sort of way. I love this guy. At this moment on his birthday he is talking business on his cell phone while wiping the littlest Hatch bottom.

I told him this morning to take a look at what he has accomplished in his short 31 years. It is unbelievable. I admire his drive so much, as well as his uninhibited use of words- short, sweet, and honest, sometimes oh so too honest. He doesn't mix words. He works till he can't anymore and then he comes home and bathes kids and gets them into bed

He invited someone to our home to take the missionary lessons, something I have a phobia of doing.

I am always so proud to call him mine.

He is so loyal to those he loves and I am glad I am included in that circle.

Happy Birthday to Chaz!