Do you see this silly goofball? Well, it’s his birthday today. He’s getting pretty old — he’s 40! — but it’s only on his outsides. On his insides, he’s 12. He’s the funniest, sweetest, most genuine human I’ve ever crossed paths with. And that’s why I married him.

Happy Birthday, you adorable whacko! May you live to be 100, so you can keep filling my wine glass and getting my cereal in the mornings.