22

My little wife Snort turned 22 years old this week. She's growing up so fast. It seems like just yesterday she was a wee 20 year old wandering the world of Provo on her own... until a sharp young gent' threw her in the saddle, straightened her compass and directed it southwest to Los Angeles. That once aimless 20 year old developed into a 22 year old metropolitan and chique woman of the west. She is the pride of Los Angeles, a true diva in her own right, and the best wife a husband could ask for. We celebrated her birth with the Ashby's who were conveniently in town and joined us for a slumber party. The following night, we had our USC friends over for dessert and The Office - only to find out The Office wasn't actually on - whoops. Oh well... here's to you Snort.
Photo courtesy of the Paparazzi:

PS Those aren't Japanese peace signs. She's holding up two 2s or 22.