Tuesday, August 18, 2009

This man . . .

. . . thinks nothing of pulling long days at the office and picking up groceries for his harried, tired wife. He lets things roll off his back when he comes home to a pretty chaotic evening filled with noise, kids and nighttime routines.

Yup, I think I'm blessed.

Just consider this a prelude to an ode. Our anniversary is tomorrow, so I'm sure much more gushing will be forthcoming.


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