I thought I'd copy (kind of) something I saw on my friend marci's blog...(this way the entire post isn't so lovey dovey).
I love him even when he.....
*tells me he'll wash the dishes and he doesn't
*breathes really hard in my face while i'm trying to sleep (now, i wear earplugs:)
*takes longer showers and longer to get ready then i do
*goes somewhere and it takes 2 hours longer then it really should
*buys things for himself, things i know he wants, so it makes it REALLY hard to buy a birthday/christmas present
*opens presents BEFORE christmas/birthday
*goes in breanna's room and gets her out of her crib (after i just did the whole bedtime routine) to spend some time with her when he gets home late
*told me until i gave in that life would miraculously be better if he had a cell phone (i know, i'm cheap, and i thought we'd been sharing one for 3 years, why do we need a 2nd one :)
(Pics from when we started dating 5 years ago :)



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