This post is a tribute to my hunk of lovely husband. Oh how I love him. Leading up to his birthday, Heath kept saying how old he was getting. 25 doesn't seem too old to me...what is he going to think when he's 40?? I often heard, "Wife, I'll be a quarter dead!" He keeps me laughing- I love it:)
I wanted to make his birthday this year all about football because starting in July I heard how excited he was for college football. We had many conversations about the coming season (Conversation meaning- I just listened to him talk about all the new recruits Utah had and their chances in the PAC 12). I couldn't think of a better gift for him than Ute tickets.
For his birthday I made him a football cake and hid the tickets inside. I was so excited for him to cut into his cake- far more excited than he was. It was much more difficult than I thought it would be, especially after a big dinner at the Olive Garden. After several hours I got him to cut us a couple of pieces. He found the tickets and was completely surprised or at least put on a good show that he was.


The game was a blast just like the last year and a half have been. I love this guy so much. He is my best friend. And I keep learning more reasons why I love him as time goes on- He makes life fun. He honors his priesthood. He loves hard work. He does the dishes and helps me cook dinner when my prego belly is killing my back. He makes the best out of less than ideal situations. He is a big goof and makes me laugh every day. He can make a stranger a friend in 10 seconds or less. He goes swimming and does relay triathlons with me even though he really doesn't like it. He loves cows for some odd reason. He patiently puts up with and even tries to understand my crazy emotions. He genuinely cares about other people. He won't let me burp at the dinner table. He is beyond excited to be a dad. He has a firm faith in our Savior and His gospel. I couldn't be happier knowing I get to be with him even after he's a century dead. I love you Guap.
This post may be rated PG-13 due to cheesy mushiness. Read at your own discretion and with a barf bag if needed.







