I love him because he is very often still and quiet, despite the constant hubbub of the world around him.
I love him because he wants to grow a family with me and is willing and even excited to see me blossom and balloon into motherhood.
I love him because he is so very proud of his boys.
I love him because he adores his baby girl.
I love him because, as I pronounced for all who were receiving math tutoring from him in college, he is a Wicked Hott Sex Machine.
I don't put much stock in Valentine's Day, but I put stock in my husband.
I love him because, as I pronounced for all who were receiving math tutoring from him in college, he is a Wicked Hott Sex Machine.
I don't put much stock in Valentine's Day, but I put stock in my husband.
I think I might go kiss him now.
6 comments:
Aw! So sweet! I think you are so perfect for one another!
No idea why, I don't even think my sister has a blogspot account, but because she was the last person to be signed into gmail on this computer, it signed her name. That comment above is from me! So sorry! That has never happened before!
I'd like to make note that my blue/navy track jacket has officially made an appearance.
And, that Steve is a very good guy.
This post is so sweet and I LOVE the last photo of you! I hope that's in a cute frame somewhere in your house!
I love that he dips you when he kisses you! We (my husband & I) always encourage that!
Soooo sweet! Yay for good men! I love that first picture, where everyone else is a blur and he's not - seriously, it has artistic merit!
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