Sometimes I can hardly believe this guy is mine F.O.R.E.V.E.R.
He spends his free time going on bike rides with the kids.
He stirs up fish slurry fertilizing cocktails for the garden beds.
He is so appreciative when I buy him tomatoes to eat.
He'll go with me to the dollar theater at 10pm just to watch a chick flick...and he'll like it.
He turns the tv down so low at night that I can't believe he can still hear it, just so he won't disrupt me as I'm sleeping.
He encourages me to be as successful as I can be, with the things I make and sell.
He cleans fingerprints off all our glass door panels.
He doesn't complain when I take all the pillows or blankets on the bed.
He bikes to work, not just for exercise, but to save money on gas.
When he has to punish the kids, he makes them do pushups and squats until they collapse.
He gets excited when I cook meatloaf.
He cuts the boys' hair as well as his own hair.
He says things like "We should bring a plate of cookies over to the new neighbors".
There is nothing else he wants to do with his free time, than to spend it with the family.
He holds our relationship sacred, and is very bold about that if co-workers try to be crass or negative about their spouses/girlfriends.
He wears the lemongrass-infused scented oil that he bought for me, because he knows I love the smell so much.
He takes the time to properly put sunscreen on all the kids before we go out on family hikes.
He needs hugs and snuggles and love not only from me, but from the kids as well.
He uses my hair products.
He only shaves about every 4 days. My favorite scruff day is day 3.
He takes Kimble for walks around the church building, when being 2 years old is too disruptive for the meeting.
He loves his kids and me more than anything else in the world, and we often exchange texts that say "I love you more than biking" or "I love you more than you love spaghetti".
To this man, on Father's Day, thanks for being the man you are. I love you forever.