He is patient and quiet, but that doesn't mean that he's not listening.
His heart is kind and soft.
He knows how to do laundry and sometimes does it all before I have even noticed.
He goes to church with me or without me, I love that.
He gets choked up at mushy cards and on Christmas morning.
Lucky me.
He is a better daddy that I will ever be a mom.
Our boys run to the door when he gets home...and secretly I want to run with them.
Right to him.
Always to him.
Lucky me.
Happy Birthday from me.
Always,
Misty