He is the most thoughtful, and loving man ever.
All my friends want to have him cloned.
He is the bestest father I have EVER seen.
(Regardless of the fact that HE had a crummy father)
I watch him when he doesn't know...and i see the love he has for our children.
He still to this day grits his teeth when he hugs them or kisses them.
We are more than just husband and wife.
We are a team.
When I am weak...he is strong.
When I am impatient with the children, he is the one that's full of patience.
Its him that gets me up every morning to workout.
Its him that helps me with laundry.
I can be so overwhelmed with life. And expectations of myself. Expectations of the world.
And when he hugs me...and puts his hand on my neck, underneath my hair...I forget what it is that I was so upset about.
He has loved me since he was 15.
He makes me HOMEMADE chicken noodle soup when I am sick.
He is gone at this very moment to take Marley Jane to get her immunizations because I can't see my children get their shots.
He came home last night with daisies, a card, workout clothes (including the most amazing sports bra I have ever tried on in my life), a new big ole coffee mug, two new pens (with refills), and creamer. All just to tell me that he thinks I'm great.
He cleans like NOONE else I have ever seen.
He gives bubble baths, brushes teeth, and changes diapers JUST as much as I do.
He never throws anything away that I might possible need for "scrap related purposes".
He chops up veggies and fruit that I need when I am cooking.
He always makes my pina coladas and puts a straw and three cherries in them.
We laugh together.
He makes the most incredible grilled cheese sandwich EVER.
Oh my god how we laugh together.
He gives me alone time when I need it, or ask for it.
We love spontaneous road trips.
We still act like we did when were 15 years old in the summer of 1995.
Like Hands over our stomachs, belly laughing.
We still find time to go on dates.
Even if its Applebee's for drinks and to talk about the future. And our dreams. And our goals.
We drive around rich neighborhoods and look at houses and talk about what we want ours to be like.
We enjoy each other's company.
He volunteers in Julian's classroom. The kids ADORE him.
We make this parenting thing fun. Even when its NOT. Like last night when Sandler threw up all over us, Marley, himself, and nice fresh clean sheets. Even in that...he makes me laugh to keep from crying.
He plays devil's advocate if I'm upset about something...and I don't know what to do.
He tries every day to be better than he was the day before.
We dance around the house and sing at the top of our lungs while our children look at each other and shake their heads.
He loves me unconditionally.
He makes me laugh when I am trying so very hard to stay pissed off.
He is proud of me.
He loves me. And I am as sure of that then anything else I have EVER known.
Our love is for real.
ps. thank you Amber Nichole Clark Garrett for capturing us. you did it so well. now come on back so i can stop using these pictures from a year ago.