Last year, two weeks after my 2nd anniversary I got a belated anniversary gift.
It's currently squirming around on the bed next to me, cuddling a blanket and a (clean) cloth diaper and kicking me.
You can't top it as the best present ever,
but this year I'd be happy with a card...
and some Double Stuffed Oreos.
Here's to many more "belated" anniversaries and Double Stuffed Oreo anniversaries.
See I told you there was Foosball.