It’s the simple things you do that make happy …
Like when you kiss my cheek before leaving for work even though I’m still sleeping.
Like when you embrace me with a hug when you come home from work each day.
Like when you clean the bathroom you use without me asking you to. < Okay, maybe this one is still a work-in-progress.>
Like when you help me with all things related to my blog.
Like when you take charge of the kitchen and make us dinner. Yum!
Like when you hold my hand while watching TV or while driving in the car together.
Like when you let me sleep in on weekends and leave a vanilla latte for me on my nightstand.
Like when you massage my feet.
Like when you entertain the girls so I can have some time to myself.
Like when you buy me books I want to read.
Like when you play with and love the girls the way you do.
Like when you let me be grumpy and give me space to get over it.
Like when you tell me I look *cute* or *beautiful* when I know I look otherwise.
Like when you let me have my time to #wineparty with my friends on Twitter.
There are so many more things you do that make me happy but if I continued to make this list any longer, people would start to think you were a fictional character. After all, I’m not saying you’re perfect 😛
Thank you, for always letting me be ME and for being the sweet, thoughtful man I married six years ago.
It’s the simple things in life that really matter.