He takes good care of me on many levels.
He is my best friend and listens to me even when I don't make any sense.
He works hard to support our family and has worked two jobs for most of our married life.
He helps out around the house and cooks a mean quiche and many other yummy breakfast favorites.
He can drive anything and rarely gets lost, due to his great directional skills. I am directionally challenged.
He can fix almost anything.
He can build a house from the ground up or fix any part of a house that I want changed or improved.
He can act like a kid and plays with our children often.
He takes over for me when I run off to play.
He is a quiet guy that lets me drag him around to social events and even drove me to Arizona recently to meet other bloggers. He ate at the Cheesecake Factory with lots of gorgeous and strange women (including me on the strange part). Did I mention that he hates cheesecake? Yep, it's true.
He knows how to snuggle me and takes over when my health causes a crash.
I am so grateful that this man is in my life forever.
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