So I told Nick that my next post would be about him and the reasons I love him.
I love him because he rocks and all that mushy stuff...obviously. But there are the little things that I love about him too. Like...
I love that he knows the foods that I don't like but still gets me to try them every couple of months in case I change my mind. Hi plain M&M's...where have YOU been all my life.
I love that he can fold the most awkward shape into the perfect square. Give that man a fitted sheet, tent, swimming pool...he'll fold it.
I love that after he burps he loudly announces "That was me!"
I love that he can pack an ungodly amount of shit into a car. If you think it won't fit you're wrong! He'll make it fit.
I love that he's a nerd. He's a hot nerd but still a nerd.
I love that he makes the bed. It's always perfect and nice and tight with no wrinkles...love it a lot!
I love that he lets me pay the bills because he knows it would drive me crazy not to know exactly what is gong on with the check book.
I love that his hobbies are fairly cheap. This does not mean I won't bitch about them when it comes time to lay down the cash but in the grand scheme of things it could be worse.
I love that he lets me control the DVR.
I love that he sits with me at Layla's dance classes. Not many dads are there but if I ask him, he'll go.
I love that he drives whenever we have to go somewhere we've never been. I think he probably loves that too.
I love listening to him laugh when he's watching football, it carries through the entire house and whether I want to or not, I laugh too.
I love that he never questions what I spend at Target. Even though I feel like I have to explain, half the time he's not even listening.
That man is a keeper.
2 comments:
You shop at Target??
I knew he was a keeper first time I saw him!
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