He makes these really crazy faces all the time. It's ridiculously cute.
He has the kindest soul... he literally is the nicest person you'll ever meet. No, I mean it. Every time he meets someone new, they always say "He is SO nice!"
He grills a mean turkey burger.
He carries my camera bag & regular bag & purse & jacket & anything else.
He lets me buy discounted books, even though we have two eight foot bookcases full of them.
He is really smart.
He looks extremely sharp in a suit and tie.
He carries the groceries.
He always encourages me when I don't want to go to the gym... but do anyway.
He listens to my crazy dreams & even lets me follow through on some of them.
He always says "I love you" when we hang up the phone, even if we've only talked for a moment.
He still considers me his bride, three years later.
He has a knack for taking photos of me taking photos.
He buys me flowers.
He rubs my feet.
He has no problem spending a Friday evening watching DVR'd TV & eating take out thai.
He loves me for who I am.
Wednesday, July 28, 2010
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I may vomit. But I am smiling.
I love this list! Yay for husbands who give foot rubs!
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