Birthday-palooza!

Today is my husband Scott's 50th birthday and so I thought since I rarely blog about him, I'd dedicate this post to my very favorite husband ever!  He is my only one so I guess it's easy to be my favorite.  Every time it's someone's birthday, I usually either write on the bathroom mirror with window paint (if we have any) or make a little picture on the computer so that's the first thing the birthday person sees in the morning.  This year, my daughter took over for me and made this one...

He makes my coffee every morning because he gets up before I do and when he's got extra time, there's an egg sandwich sitting close by.  On weekends - watch out!  Iron Chef Russo takes over the kitchen.  I always remind my kids how lucky they are that they have a dad who has been involved in their lives since day one and who is such a great example of what a husband and father should be.  There was never a "mom" job or a "dad" job - we became parents at exactly the same time so what one of us didn't know, we'd figure out together.  If I missed a field trip at school, he went, and we both took turns doing playground duty at lunch recess (on his day off).  So without further adieu, here are just a few words that describe the birthday boy...

A dad (who never missed Dad's Night at pre-school)

Cub Scout leader...

Baseball coach...

  Good friend...

Best buddy...

Blues hockey fan...

Proud and loyal employee...

Daredevil...

Housework helper...(while he talks on the phone like a girl) LOL!!

Doofus and heart-attack-giver...

Son and brother...

Happy Birthday, Scott, 

and here's to 50 more!