Tuesday, August 12, 2008
On the day I said, "I do," I couldn't have imagined the type of father my husband would become. Back then I loved him because he weighed more than I did, was taller than I was, and had fantastic eyelashes. (OK, there were a few other reasons.)
But now I love him because he is loved. He's just as comfortable singing songs about boogars on toast (as in this picture) as he is on a sales call, in the boardroom, or on the golf course. I'm not sure it's because he changed or if he just started to reveal a little bit more about himself. But I've fallen in love all over, again.
PS -- He still has pretty fantastic eyelashes.