Congratulations on welcoming the person who will eventually steal your fries.
Fresh today · Friday, 10 July
New Wishes
A handful of wishes pulled from the cabinet this morning. Pick one up — copy, save it to your pinboard, or send it on.
Here's to the long-awaited cry that made the waiting worth it.
Wishing the new parents sleep, eventually, and pictures, immediately.
May this boy grow up gentle, strong, and exactly himself.
Welcome to the family, little sir — the chaos has been expecting you.
Congratulations on the smallest, most demanding roommate you'll ever adore.
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Browse by occasion
What are we writing today?
Cabinets sorted by occasion. Open one — pages are arranged by warmth, not algorithm.
- Anniversary
- Baby
- Belated
- Best
- Birthday
- Boy
- Boyfriend
- Christian
- Christmas
- Congratulation
- Diwali
- Easter
- Eid Mubarak
- Engagement
- Farewell
- Fathers Day
- Friendship
- Funny
- Get Well
- Girl
- Girlfriend
- Good Morning
- Good Night
- Graduation
- Hanukkah
- Heart Touching
- Holiday
- Invitation
- Job
- Love
- Miss You
- Mothers Day
- New Year
- Recovery
- Retirement
- Romantic
- Thank You
- Thanksgiving
- Wedding
- Well
- Women's Day
- Sympathy
- Valentine's Day
- Halloween
- Veterans Day
More from today
May his lungs serve him well and his lullabies do the same for you.
Here's to the boy who turned a couple into a family.
Wishing your son the soft landing every life deserves at the beginning.
A new boy in the world — may he be loved loudly and always.
He says he wishes to enjoy his days with me — and somehow that's the whole forecast I needed.
My boyfriend wants more ordinary Tuesdays together, and I think that's the most romantic thing anyone's said.
He doesn't ask for grand plans — just mornings, evenings, and the small hours in between with me.
Wishing him every slow afternoon he keeps daydreaming about.
He whispered he wants days, not just moments — and I'm holding him to all of them.
May our shared days outnumber the lonely ones we had before we met.
He says I'm his favorite weather — and I plan to stay sunny on purpose.
Wishing him the simple joy he keeps choosing: me, again, on a regular Sunday.
He wants nothing flashy — just the dishwasher running and my voice nearby.
May every day he wishes to enjoy with me actually arrive, slowly and gently.
He measures happiness in hours spent next to me, and I'm trying to be worth the math.
Wishing him the kind of love that doesn't need a holiday to feel like one.
He told me he'd trade adventure for proximity — and somehow that's the adventure.
May the days he wants with me be longer than the ones that pull us apart.
He keeps saying "with you" like it's a destination, and I keep arriving.