You do a lot of things that make me smile & I'm taking today to think about them. Little things, but things that matter.
Like when you fold the laundry I didn't get to while I study.
Or when you do dishes.
Or when I get home & you've made the bed for me.
Or how about printing off those SOAP forms because you remember me talking about them (your hidden motive is probably a massage).
Telling Sarah I've been wanting Pancheros lately.
Taking me to a taco truck I talk about literally every time we go past.
Remembering the Papabear, Mamabear, Babybear shirt & trying your best to pick them out.
Leading us in some prayers.
Leading us in our Love & Respect discussions.
Asking how my day was when we sit down to eat or drive somewhere.
Coming to the grocery store...not because you want to, but because you know I like it.
Picking up Lincoln from me.
Praying for me.
Thanking God for, "A wife who cooks meals like this..."
I have so much to be thankful for...and so much that I overlook too often!
I love you, bug!