Okay...so, I have this awesome husband...not sure if I've mentioned him before or not. Mr. Wonderful? Yup, him. He truly is an awesome guy. Loving, patient, kind, thoughtful... ahem ... thoughtfu l?! My man is not known for his gift giving abilities...he is a spur of the moment, run to the grocery store and pick up a houseplant and a bag of Skittles, kind of a gift giver. He's an amazing man (just ah...lacking in sweet gift giving skillz...) and sometimes I pinch myself 'cuz I think maybe, just maybe ...he's a little bit too perfect. But, don't be alarmed my friends!! No...no...no need to be alarmed! I am going to tell you a little story about how the Mister joined the ranks of mere mortals like the rest of us! (Shhhhh...don't tell him, but I'm actually a teeny tiny bit relieved to know that he's got a little bit of normal in him!) On my Baby Girl's birthday, a delivery truck shows up. "Oooooooh!!! Goody, goody, goody!!! A gift for ME!!!...