|Our wedding reception 9/27/2003|
I still make him giggle with my random silliness that sometimes just sort of spews out of my head. But he's just as silly as I am. :)
|He's a mad scientist!|
He still laughs at the unique ways I seem to find to hurt myself... and then feels bad.
He worries about me a lot more than he lets on and I can feel it.
I go to bed before him usually so he always lays in bed with me for a few minutes and then tucks me in by flipping my blanket over me like the ladies in fabric softener commericals do with their sheets. I don't know why but it makes me so happy and he humors me with it. :)
I am like a little kid when it comes to objects that make fun noises. He'll ask me if he can see and then takes it away from me. LOL
|Little Sashi loves Hubbyman, too!|
Even when he doesn't understand why I feel or react the way I do to things, he accepts it and doesn't hold it against me.
He supports my decisions and endeavours but also plays the devil's advocate to help keep me based in reality. I would not be able to do the art fairs if he was not so willing to help be my pack mule and keep me company.
We still end phone calls the exact same way we did the very first time we talked on the phone.
Him: "Are you ready?"
Me: "Um... okay!"
Him: "Okay, here we go!"
Then he hangs up first. :)
|"Hey! Pay attention to meeeee..."|
He has seen me change from a somewhat shy 25-year-old who tried so hard to not really be noticed into a 37-year-old who doesn't really care if you notice me or not.
It's because of him that I've learned to embrace who I am and not be scared of not fitting in. He has loved me and accepted me no matter what.
Of course we've had our rough patches and bad days, like everyone does, but he still makes me so incredibly happy and I would not trade him for all the pizza and art supplies in the whole world.
Happy Anniversary, Doodle*! I love you!
|I doodled my Doodle!|