It’s that time of year (one of the two times a year) when you work your ass off and help make our family some money w/ our kids’ old stuff.
I appreciate how hard you work on this. Mostly, though, I love to watch you do it. I love how meticulous and detailed you are. I love how careful you are to do things right. It speaks so much at your gifts and the thumbprint of God on you: You care about your work. You care about being excellent.
I love you!