I have been married to my man for ten years!
I love this man. I love the husband he is to me, and I love the daddy he is to little M.
I love that he accepted her as his daughter immediately; she was his girl, and he was her daddy, and he loved her.
And she loves him. I couldn’t love this man more, after ten years.
Happy anniversary, pooky muffin! (I actually never call him that, I just thought it would be fun…maybe not)