Dear James David Smith, I love you so......
I am excited to enter a new decade with you since we started this one together.
I love the freckle on your lip and how I get to kiss it everyday. One of my resolutions is to kiss it more often.
I love your laugh, even though at times it sounds mean (I know you know what I mean).
I love how you can play hours on end with our puppies and our daughter.
I love how you still think I am smokin' hot and how you ask Calista if she can believe her Mom is that pretty.
I love how nothing about me grosses you out....unless I am taking out or putting in my contacts.
I love how you bring me food in bed when I am sick and come to check on me 100 million times.
I love how you need scratchies from me to survive.
I love how we hold hands wherever we go, in the car, in the store, across the table while we are eating.
I love your blue-gray eyes and how you love my blue eyes just as much.
I love how fabulous of a Dad you are to our amazing Cali.
I love how I can make you laugh at nothing at all.
I love how you dance with me even though you hate dancing. My favorite is when you grab me in the kitchen and dance me around the house.
I love how you love my curly hair, and you get sad if I straighten it.
I love how safe you make me feel.
I love how our bodies fit perfectly together and how tiny and petite I feel when you are holding me.
I love being a Smitty.
Most of all I love us together.
xoxoxox,
Babe
Uggg, mushy mushy mushy! But, I also know what you mean about his laugh being mean. What's up with that James???
ReplyDeleteYep completely mean his laugh....it almost makes you want to cry. I know I love him so though, sorry about the mush. I hope you didn't swallow the vomit that came up in your mouth when you read this!
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