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| He even makes chile rellenos! While drinking wine! In sweatpants! (Be still my beating heart!) |
❤ He reads books to the kids in foreign accents. Just because.
❤ He either cooks dinner or does the dishes every single night.
❤ He likes smelling our cats.
❤ He peanut butters both slices of bread when he makes me a PB and honey sandwich.
❤ He warms up my side of the bed on cold nights before I get in.
❤ He makes me less boring.
❤ He tells the kids a fantastical bedtime story every single night. AND brushes their teeth.
❤ He loves salt almost as much as I do.
❤ He knows that buying a coffeemaker (on clearance!) on date night makes the movie twice as enjoyable.
❤ He's a handsome hunk of a man and sports excellent pectorals.
❤ He never forgets to put vitamins by each plate at supper.
❤ He writes me poems.
❤ He bribes me with head scratches to sit with him on the couch during Dallas Mavs games.
❤ He makes tasty mashed potatoes.
❤ He occasionally laughs at my blog.
❤ He only occasionally complains about me teasing him.
❤ He mows the lawn in 100+ degree heat so I don't have to.
❤ He folds and puts away laundry. Sometimes in the right spot.
❤ He has THE cutest dimples.
❤ He plans fantastic vacations and weekend getaways that make lasting family memories.
❤ He dries his workout clothes on the tub before throwing them in the laundry bin.
❤ He buys me flowers that are either artsy-fartsy or Minnesota Vikings colors.
❤ He sits on the "sweating chair" (and not on the bed, the carpet, or the microsuede couch) after exercising. Or after taking out the trash.
❤ He serenades me on the guitar while I paint.
❤ He provides well-shaped-calf-muscle DNA into our family's gene pool.
❤ He makes me laugh. Daily.
Happy Valentines Day, Rob. You are the sweetest guy any woman could have. Muah!
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