Dear Mr. Incredible,
Today is your birthday. The big THREE-ZERO. I remember the first birthday I got to spend with you. I actually didn't know it was your birthday...we were just well aquainted class mates at the time, and you were to modest to tell all that you were turning 19. I felt terrible I didn't know. Well, after 11 birthdays spent with you, you still are too modest to tell anyone. So, I will do it for you. Happy Birthday my love. How did I get so lucky to marry Mr. Incredible? I still can't figure it out...so let's just eat cake. I love you!