20 Things I Love...

Here are just a few things that I have come to love about my husband.

1. I love that I can ask my husband to hand me something, anything, and without looking away from his game or thinking anything of it, he will stop and reach for it using those amazingly long arms that God gifted him with.

2. I love that when there are only 5 cookies left that my husband immediately agrees we MUST finish them off. He even suggest we split the 5th cookie...though I always convince him he should have that one.

3. I love that in the last two months Saturday night has become the one night that we stay up until nearly 2 in the morning playing games, running short trips for a midnight snack, and talking until we pass out from exhaustion that we hadn't recognized all evening.

4. I love that my husband is mindful of his video game playing without my ever having to say anything. (If I had ever thought it would be a concern, I would have taken it into account while we were still dating. As it is, we were nearly engaged by the time I even knew he still played.) He hardly ever plays, but when he does I can't help but smile and give him a quick kiss when he pauses to look at me and say "I'm only playing right now because they just updated the game."

5. I love that my "I only drink water" boyfriend has become my "I'm dying for some caffeine. You did this to me!" finger-pointing husband.

6. I love that my only-child husband actually came with the "sharer" gene, but he nevertheless attempts to snatch my cookies when I become side-tracked writing.

7. I love when my husband reaches over  and taps the computer screen to steal control (while my hand is still on the mouse). I also love he thinks I am kidding when I threaten to smack him for doing this. :)

8. I love when my computer locks up and I am just about to suppress an irritated scream my brilliant-tech husband takes it, clicks a few keys, and passes it back to me as if the problem had never occurred.

9. I love that when I come out of my natural position (sitting/curling up on my knees) and I unconsciously moan as my knees favor to remain locked that my husband asks the silly question "Wife, were you sitting on your knees again?" I always reply no, just as a child does when they refuse to admit they have done wrong. (Though with it being a natural, favored position of mine since I was a child, is it really wrong?) *Husband, you may not respond to that question.*

10. I love that my husband says "dadblamit". He got it from me!

11. I love that my husband feels the need to ask me every time he goes to fix us our drinks "Water or sweet tea?". I thought this was truly a laughable question... but I quickly noticed that when I literally laugh in response a glass of water will be set by my meal. It makes it worse that his response to my questioning look at this is an innocent "What?".

12.I love that when I smack my husband playfully on the arm, he looks at me with a face full of concern and ask "Did you hurt yourself, Love?". I can only narrow my eyes, which makes him laugh. :)

13. I love that my husband never questions my love of writing, and even takes it upon himself to occasionally correct the punctuation (without making me feel like a complete bone). I love that he also knows "the look"- the look that comes when I am so far gone in "quickly" typing a sentence or paragraph that I did not hear his last comment. Knowing this look makes for a laughable moment when I ask him what just happened. He just gives a knowing smile and replays the last minute or two to catch me up.

14. I love that my husband likes to eavesdrop on random conversations in public as much as I do. He is just so helpful in filling me in on what I may miss and it brings a couple together so much more when they are in the midst of laughing at the craziness of the strangers on the next aisle...and doing so without being noticed. (This last part is key.)

15. I love when my husband kisses my forehead. In that moment, I feel like I am the most cherished woman on earth.

16. I love that my husband is such an advocate for modest clothing. While walking around in the stores with me he will at least once say "That is too little to be a shirt, but too short to be skirt. Wife what is that?". I have to follow his line of vision because he won't pick up the item. I can't help but smile when I tell him, especially when he studies me for a minute, as if to see if I am telling the truth. *Our daughters will be so well-protected.*

17. I love how every story my husband tells of a time when he ran into a friend that they greeted each other with either "What's up!" or "Hey, Man!".

18. I love how easy it is to get my husband wrapped up in a rousing game of "Why?". It usually isn't until about the 4th time I respond with "why?" that he realizes what I am doing. Oh, the advantages of having grown up with siblings!

19. I love that my husband teases me about my favorite pajama pants. He seriously likes to point out all of the frayed seams and tears in my hot pink gingham pants. (My mother gave them to me in perfect condition years ago, but they have been worn a lot. They are just so happy.) He is also convinced that my white pajama pants are, in fact, gray. I have to point out they are white...just a little well-worn.

20. I love that he considers the canister of chocolate chips I keep in the kitchen, his own private secret stash.