15 and counting

What a lucky girl I am.

I say girl because that is what I was when he found me.

15 years of marriage sounds old to me.

He asked me this morning were I thought that we would be in 15 more years.

My reply - we will probably be grandparents!

I thought that I should record for posterity 15 random things that I love about him

I love that when ever he comes home from work one of the first questions that he asks me is,"What can I do to make your life easier?"

I love that he likes to play HARD.

I love that he is an early riser.

I love that he knows Gerber Daisies make me swoon.

I love that he knows the words to SOOO many songs of all eras and styles.

I love that he wants a big family too.

I love that he "took care" of the chicken that lost its fight in the middle of the night out on our back porch before I even got up.

I love that crying babies do not phase him.

I love that he always has a quart jar of water with him at home and he doesn't mind if I steal drinks out of it.

I love that he "tries" to put his dirty socks in the laundry.

I love that he only eats a half a stick of gum because a whole one is just too strong.

I love how faithful he is to me.

I love that he would stop and get me a whole bag of Sonic ice for me after I had Eliza.

I love that he told me I could run to our room and shut the door anytime I needed to the week after I had Eliza and he would take care of everything.

I love that he stayed home this morning to make me french toast with strawberries and sausage.

Thank you sweetheart for 15 wonderful years - here is to many many many more.