What I love

In less than a week I will be celebrating my four year wedding anniversary. So, to kick off a little "pre-celebrating" I thought I'd write my own version of this.

Here it is:

What I love about my man

I love that he taught me how to cook.
I love his willingness to give me foot rubs.
I love that he works hard at whatever task is given to him.
I love his ability to come up with silly nicknames for our daughters that make them feel special.
I love that he tells me when I'm wrong.
I love the way he makes me laugh until I cry and can't breathe or get up off the floor.
I love his abilty to "tell it like it is"
I love that he remembers what I was wearing the first time he saw me.
I love him in a clean, ironed button-down shirt with the sleeves rolled up.
I love his singing.
I love the way he can read my face.
I love that he's always been a bit of a loner.
I love his hugs.
I love the way he praises God.
I love his ability to "weather any storm."
I love that he supports me.
I love his generosity and selflessness.
I love the way he always wishes he'd ordered what I ordered when we're out at a resturaunt.
I love his confidence.
I love how he listens to my ramblings and never asks me to leave him alone, even if he is deathly tired.
I love how he can be outlandish.
I love how he loves his Lord.
I love how he loves me.
I love him.