Happy Father's Day to HH, my Handsome Husband.
My Boy Toy.
My Arm Candy.
No cinema idol could stand up to you. The man who genuinely rejoices with me when I find my white summer sandals I thought I'd lost. The man who makes me coffee every morning, even when he himself won't touch the stuff. The man who gives me 20 when I ask for 10. The man who bought me the larger of the 2 diamonds we considered. The man who talks too loudly in the morning, and falls asleep by 9. . . the man who has never seen the end of a video with me. The man who always asks if I want dessert, even though I'm 20 pounds overweight.
The man who made me a mother. Happy Father's Day, dear.