Making the Holidays great



Today is Halloween.  Not my favorite holiday, but its fun.  But you make all of the holidays fun and beautiful.  Starting tomorrow, it's the season of real holidays including my favorite, Thanksgiving.  I'm sure you'll have the spooky stuff stripped away and the pilgrim stuff on display by noon tomorrow.  And, as always, our home will be welcoming, warm and beautiful.  And it is entirely because you make it that way.  I love it, but I would never take the time and energy to decorate like you do (not to mention I wouldn't know how). 



Just one more reason I'm the luckiest man alive.

I'm a Happy Scarecrow

... partly because we're done doing Scarecrow Breakfasts, but mostly because of the after-party.



Sleepy Sweet Talk

One interesting change this school year is that I'm up at 5:30 every morning and you're still in bed (like a sane person).  But you never let me leave without trying to say something sweet.  Sometimes it's a bit garbled and nonsensical, which makes it funny.  Sorry to wake you, glad you love me.  Lucky man.

Super Team

Last night we chewed out the kids after a frustrating weekend of riding their butts.  We hashed it out ahead of time, then let them have it, nicely.  It turned out great, very positive, the kids know we love them, yada yada yada...  I'm so grateful that you're my partner. 



I can't imagine how difficult single parenting must be, or parenting with a partner who isn't on the same page.  It's hard enough even when we are in agreement on most things!  I love you, I love you as my kids mom, and I love you for how you support the things that I try to do well.  You are a great partner, and for that I am the luckiest man alive.  And yes, I know Zan and Jana were siblings, but they were SUPER.  Just go with me on this one...

Hello, 6:30 AM

Nice way to wake up and start the day - before the kids are even awake!

The Sweet Things you Say...

In the last week, I think you've said something like "you are amazing" or "you are my hero" about a dozen times. I'm not all that amazing, but I'm definitely hero-esque.  I love you for appreciating my hero-like qualities, because many women would overlook things like power-snoring, over-eating and absolutely no long game as weaknesses, not superhero qualities.  You are wonderful

Bringing the cheese

Last night you made me tomato soup and a grilled cheese sandwich.  That's enough reason to love you.  BUT - you added the cream cheese to the sandwich, which is exactly how I love it, and you did it without asking me.  Maybe I'm stretching here - but altering a recipe is a sure sign of true love.

No Coat, No Tie

Cuckoo Birds

You love me when I get really ticked off about things.  Which is somewhat often.  Always on my team, even when I'm a cuckoo bird.  That's why I'm the luckiest guy ever.

Forgiveness Again

So....  it's been a week since my last post, and my last post was about how much I hate tuna and celery.  But, I know you and know you'll forgive me for not blogging about how much I love you for a whole week.  I'm sure there were very love-able things that happened (in fact, I can think of one in particular that is not fit to print).  Man, I love you girl.

tuna and celery

 

I hate tuna and celery.  I mean I really hate it.  Especially when I would rather have tomato soup and grilled cheese and watch playoff baseball at lunch.  Look at how dry and flaky it is.  And celery?  It's like string but with a worse flavor.

 

But you actually want me to lose weight and be healthy, so I ate it.  Yuk. But thank you for loving the enormous, fat version of me.

You Made me More Forgiving

This afternoon while working in the yard you said something that was very hurtful to me. I got pissed. After we talked it through and it became clear that you were wrong and my feelings were hurt, you apologized. Very clearly thing about how quickly you forgive me, I said that I forgive you and we dropped the subject right then.

I'm lucky to have such a forgiving wife, and your example has great effect. It felt good to do the right thing and quickly forgive. It was easy only because of your example. I am blessed by your example and love you more because of it.

this is becoming a theme...

2 nights ago I said something very unkind, even mean.  We were both tired, $ was short, and the kids were in a tizzy.  Then I launched.  You didn't kill me.  And when I apologized, you dropped it like it never happened.  Now, maybe you have it filed away in some dark corner of your mind to be unleashed when you discover that I have a secret crack habit, but I doubt it.  You actually forgive and forget, and I am still surprised when you do it. 

Considering how often I say stupid things, I am the LUCKIEST MAN IN THE WORLD to have you for a wife.  I love you, girl.

Whole World

that's all.

I'm Your Stalker of Love

I picked you up at AMTRAK in Davis, and I got to watch you walk out of the train and find your way to the parking lot.  It's always a weird moment, you know, when you're waiting for someone and you see them far off before they see you.  I got to watch you step off the train, get your bearings and then make your way.  You were chatting it up with a friend and you looked very relaxed and at ease with yourself.  You had a cute new BYU t-shirt on, an indication that you had a good time and were still hanging on to the weekend. 

I was relieved to see you looking good, happy and in one piece.  I was glad your were coming home to me.  I was appreciative that you took care of Maddy, babied her a little, and got the sense of how well she is doing.  I was thankful that my partner is so capable of doing anything for our family - like this little assignment.  Sure it was fun, but how hard would it be if we couldn't rely on each other for that kind of thing? 

I'm grateful for you today.  You handed me a towel as I got out of the shower, gave me a quick kiss and suggested a healthy breakfast.  You're exactly who you are - no phony baloney, and I LOVE who you are.  You are calm, peaceful, good, honest and a welcome and needed fixture of goodness in my life that I need to come home to.  I am a rich man for having you in my life, and I am the luckiest man in the world.