This morning I woke up about 10 times thinking it was 5:30. Rough night, followed by a rough seminary class. Not sure why, but Lilly slept in, too. When I returned home to crash post-lesson at about 7:45 the house was still totally silent. Maybe there was something in the air last night, but Jake and Sophie were also still asleep, and Lilly was sleeping through the morning classes. You were in our bed, sawing logs.
Trying to figure out how this makes me love and/or appreciate you... Maybe its just the fact that you don't think I'm a total wimp for crashing out for a couple of hours on a Thursday morning when I should be at work. Maybe its because you seem to like me no matter what. You are the kindest most supportive wife a man could ask for - and I do appreciate that. I love you, girl.
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