Friday, May 8, 2009

Love Is.

Love is...

noticing you dusted the TV, commenting on "Clean Towel Saturday", and mentioning your adoration for clean sheets and how nice they smell

taking over pushing duties on the swings

not asking, "Are you ok?" and just holding your hand when crying while watching Grey's Anatomy

pouring coffee for you while you attempt to check in with the real world on the computer

telling you to just leave the dishes by the side of the sink and we can worry about them later

putting toothpaste on your toothbrush while you stand and wait patiently for the sink to be rinsed of facial whiskers

remembering to replace the box of Kleenex after taking the last one, so that in case of an emergency situation can be dealt with appropriately

sharing a glass of chocolate milk together at 11pm at night

not laughing at you when you put the Goldfish back in the freezer

recognizing, accepting, and following through when pizza, Chinese, or ice cream is needed

changing the diaper so you can finish eating said treats

playing the "Remember When" game and smiling at each other

keeping all spectators out of the bathroom so you can shower in peace

cracking the sliding glass door and reminding you to listen to the birds

leaving the radio alone while your favorite song is playing

using the word "We" while talking to one of the guys on the phone

telling one of the kids that mom killed the __________

politely not noticing you haven't showered, brushed your teeth, or changed your clothes since last seeing you at 7am

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