True story. When I was nine, my big brother and I were playing in the partially constructed houses near where we lived. We were absolutely not supposed to be there, but we were kids, it was the 80’s and that’s just what we did. I stepped on an exposed nail and it went right through my shoe and into my heel. In that moment, I was pretty sure my foot would need to be amputated and I just stood there, crying. Chris came over and pulled my foot up off the nail like it was no big deal and helped me limp home. For this and a thousand other reasons, he’s my hero. Happy birthday to one of the best! Love you! 💕