I could, maybe, think of ten things I hate about you. But there will be another time for snarkiness and venting. Today is not the day for that. (Most days aren't, come to that. You're infuriatingly faultless sometimes.) Today is the day for the ten, or twenty-eight things (or at least twenty-eight of the things) I love about you:
- Your tenderness.
- Your conviction.
- The way you regularly change the picture on your cell phone to different shots of our son, and you obviously don't do it for "points," as I had no earthly idea you did so until last week.
- Your forearms. I mean, wow.
- The way you act gooey-mushy-lovey to the cat when you think no one's looking.
- Your ability to provide for us. And not just the money (though, yeah, I love that too).
- Your patience.
- The fact I never secretly think I'm smarter than you.
- The way you tolerate it when I act like I am.
- Your unending supply of euphemisms for making the, um, beast with two backs. (There's a new one for you.)
- When you startle me.
- They way you get all stoked and talk at the top of your lungs when you're excited.
- Your stupid jokes.
- Your dedication.
- The fact that we can play.
- How you play with our son.
- How quickly, naturally, just like that, he became OUR son.
- Your dorky laugh.
- The fact that we can just be together -- not as in "be together," as in just be. And when we suck at everything else, that's enough.
- Our history. Even the bad parts. Well, most of the bad parts. Maybe not that part in the parking lot. But you know, if things hadn't happened the way they had, they wouldn't have happened the way they have. Or that's what some dorky 16-year-old told me, anyway.
- When you walk around in sock feet.
- How you get all competitive about everything. Have you beaten my and David's Zoo Tycoon game yet?
- Listening to you boss people around. Come on baby, talk managerial to me.
- Your curiosity.
- The way you order a dish at the restaurant, as if it's really your idea, and then "ask" me if I want to "try" some.
- The way you lie when I ask if my hair looks nice. Good form.
- Your love.
- You.
Happy Anniversary.
4 comments:
Very nice.
This made me smile a whole bunch of times.
Oh, this is so sweet! Happy anniversary.
Thanks, everyone. :-)
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