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I don't know. I'm about to turn 32. I've spent every night with Isaiah since Thanksgiving. My kid gets excited to see him. This weekend was close to perfection. We surfed perfect uncrowded waves at Pine Trees on a Saturday (which never happens). The swell hit just as we were getting in the water. We surfed together for 4 hours and then went and ate tacos. Went to our seperate houses and got ready. Went bar hopping. Danced. Laughed. Went home. Woke up Sunday, ate an awesome breakfast, kona coffee and drove up north and did it all again. Sunday night I told him our honeymoon had to end or I was never going to get anything done. But it's cool, I'm happy. Tired and unproductive but happy.