saw it here first
now mine:
What I love about my man
I love that he never gets morning breath
I love that he likes to snuggle in bed
I love the smell of his neck
and his shirt at the end of the day
I love that he tickles his daughters but not me
I love that he believes I am beautiful
and never forgets to say it out loud
I love his edgy humor and how amused he is when I have trouble reading him
I love the way he turns on the shower long before he gets in
I love his taste in clothes – for himself and me
I love his undershirt peeking out of the neckline of his button-down
I love his breath on my neck
and his hand on my back
I love his beard
I love his brute strength
and his gentle spirit
I love his turns of phrase and his talent for speaking off the cuff
I love that he does dishes
and diapers
and doesn’t understand why it makes him a hero
I love that he built us a house with his own two hands
I love that he he is proud of me
I love the variation in his music
I love him for teaching me to listen to the lyrics
I love his straight teeth, and that our children got his teeth rather than mine
I love his inability to remember which toothbrush is his
I love his spicy mustards
I love his hunger to understand history
I love his willingness to learn whatever life requires of him
I love his courage when he has to do something he dislikes
I love his willingness to apologize, even when I probably started it
I love that we will grow old gracefully together
and that he wants me never to dye my hair
I love his passion for his family, his life, his Lord.
I love him.













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