Did I mention that I love my husband?
I'm sure I don't say it enough (does anyone?)
He's a good guy. No, really.... he's a GOOD guy!
He puts up with more than his fair share of $hit and never complains. He just nods his head alot and says... 'uh hmmm'
That's a bonus.
We've been married for 11 years. Eleven. Wow. Even typing that looks funny. I still remember on our wedding day that Father Mario said that we should go out to breakfast (at Denny's) before all of the hullaballoo started and really take stock in what we were doing. FOR....THE...REST....OF...OUR...LIVES...
Things have changed, things have happened: kids have been born, family members have died, jobs have come and gone - new friends, new houses, new worries, new issues, new hobbies, new trials, new tribulations. Yada, yada, yada.
One thing has remained the same.
I love my husband.
I still get that 'butterfly' feeling in my stomach when I see him and I don't expect to.
I still marvel at the way he handles the kids - whether they're being good, or bad, or if mama needs a nap.
I still think he's the smartest person I know... (well... not trivia-wise... that's me)
I still believe that he can protect me, and Danny and Al from just about anything. Lightning, hurricaines, intruders, Bob Howard.... anything!
He lets me trim his eyebrows.... I mean really.... How many guys let their women do that?
He made me a chicken quesadilla for lunch.
He keeps his mouth shut when I add green beans to dinner - the kids don't even know that he hates them.
He travels with me, even though I'm a psychotic traveler that has no business being on any form of mass transportation.
Last weekend, he stopped watching the Cowboys play (his #1 love... after his family) to film me and the kids making cookies...
He tries to put my clothes away (even though he's color-blind and I color coordinate everything in my closet)
He loves me.
And I've never questioned it.
He still kisses me every time he leaves the house.
He still gives me the 'good spot' on the couch.
He is honestly the best thing that's ever happened to me.
...and I love him.
Happy Anniversary Ricardo... (spouse)
breakfast is my treat this weekend... Looking forward to 50 more years with you, love.