"Muscle to muscle and toe to toe
The fear has gripped me but here I go
My heart sinks as I jump up
Your hand grips hand as my eyes shut..."
I need to take a {lot of} minute{s} today to be grateful for this man.
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| he happens to be my best friend and the best daddy in the whole world |
We've been butting heads a lot lately, kids do their darndest to divide and conquer, (seriously, whoever came up with sleep-deprivation as a torture technique most definitely had children) but I am the luckiest.
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| photo credit - Tara Miesner Photography - www.taramiesnerphotography.com |
We've been through so much together in the past few years. The big things don't even faze us as a pair. Major illness, death of loved ones, near death birth experience, surgery on our tiny mister... we're solid all the way.
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| one of my favorite pictures of all time. |
It's the little, inane crap that gets us.
As I was refilling my sun-tea jar this morning, after a pointless argument about who hadn't put the dishes away when they said they would, I remembered where that jar came from.
I inherited my first sun-tea jar from my Noni and it was incredibly special to me. So what did I do, of course, but drop and smash it to smithereens. I don't remember the specifics, but I was having one of those no-good-very-bad California days (of which there were many) so I'm sure there were grossly excessive amounts of tears.
A few days later a brand new vintage sun-tea jar showed up in the mail.
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| jar in use |
A little later, Worth and I took Finny out. I was reminded that Finny can now roam freely in our yard because of the awesome fence BJ built. Like with his bare hands {power tools}. My man can build shit. With his bare hands {power tools}.
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| fence - work in progress |
Just now, as I was leaving Worth's room after putting him down for his nap, I saw this sweet note in our chalkboard room -
I mean, you guys! Spoiled rotten is what I am.
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| thank YOU for all that you do. i love you. |
