Then this one?
Still feel the same way. This man. Oh dear. He is pretty great.
When I get home, he jumps off the couch and rushes to kiss my face. It's gross, I love it.
When we are watching TV and he gets up I giggle cause I know it is just because he wants to kiss me --or he is getting me a popsicle. I love both.
When I am tired and then immediately cranky... he tells me to go take a nap... which I find hilarious even though I scowl at him as I walk to my bed.
When we have both had the longest days, he makes dinner.
He tells me how beautiful I am I have started thinking he is working some sort of long con... but he is so cute that I am in for the ride.
He is my disneyland, and I love him.
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