half-aversary

Happy four-and-a-half years of marriage (on February 12th), and seven-and-a-half years of dating (on the 17th) to my sweet husband. I LOVE YOU. Let's count the ways.

I love you because you are not afraid to be romantic - in your own way. A kiss on the ice, slow-dancing in the kitchen, a Hollywood-style dip and kiss in the lumber aisle at The Home Depot, calling me lollipop in your midday texts from work, a Starbucks chai latte in bed on a weekend morning --- you so often make me laugh and melt at the same time.

I love you because it's so easy, and fun, to be goofy with you. 

I love you because you work hard (in all the big and little ways) for our family, and because you never ever complain about having to shovel mountains of snow. So much snow.

I love you because you embraced my family right from the start. You fit right in, honey. 

I love you because you  never make me feel weird for asking you to take a picture of me lying under the dining room table with our dog --- or jumping in front of a variety of things, or eating Vietnamese soup, or of my feet in new rain boots, or of any of the other occasions I alone declare picture-worthy. 

I love you because you made my Paris dream come true. 

I love you because you love an adventure. A four-hour drive to the Grand Canyon, on a whim, and then four hours back? Yes! 

I love you because you are super cute. I am allowed at least one totally shallow reason for being in love with you.

I love you because we look good so dern good together.

And, I love you for many reasons that I won't go into here because they are just for you and me. 

Happy half-aversary, Kev.  

Love, 

Tam