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My Handsome Man

Y'all guys, I just have to take a few moments to tell you about my Handsome Man.

First, imma' preface this with the fact that we have our days, because, y'all, everyone has days right? We bicker sometimes and nit pick one another, we argue over ex-spouses and disciplinary actions, and all that good stuff that EVERYONE does. Sometimes I'm annoyed at every single thing he does, and he has the same frustrations with me. We are human, and we have rough patches and bad days. Obviously, I'm not going to post about every silly-stupid-ridiculous disagreement we have, because, well, BORING.

Back to the important stuffs. This guy. I wonder on a regular basis how on Earth I got so lucky to find him. I also wonder on a regular basis why his snoring doesn't wake him up at night, but I digress...

He is the handsomest man I have ever seen with my own two eyes, and I love doing things with my man candy, because, pride and vanity. But he is so much more than that. He is a loving father and attentive spouse. He is a hard worker and busts his ass to take care of us and when he gets home, the man is BEAT. He is movin' and shakin' and lifting ungodly weighing equipment day in and day out. It blows my mind when he tells me about some of the things he does on a daily basis. Sometimes I forget, and  I take him for granted. Though I'm not proud to admit, there are days, usually on Thursdays, when the kiddos are with their biological, I'm selfish. I want him to come home, hop in the shower and take me out, but he really wants to shower and chill on the couch. Sometimes I'm not so selfish, and I just chill with him, basking in all his handsomeness.

Let me tell you a little secret about this handsome husband of mine... He is amazing at taking care of us, doing things with the kids, housework, laundry, the whole nine yards. He is a wonderful partner to do this life thing with.

On Mondays and Tuesdays, after school, the kids go to their biological's house until 6 when I pick them up. We drive all the way across town, to our home, which takes 20-30 minutes. EVERY Monday and Tuesday, my hard working husband, who just wants to come home and relax, gets home, and makes dinner, having it on the table for us when we get there, because HE wants to help ME. Last weekend when I was making up our menu, I put super easy stuff down for Monday and Tuesday, so I could cook it up quickly when I get home with the kiddos, and he could immediately relax when he got home.... Well, when I walked in last night, this man already had all the kids' crusts and pizza toppings out, the oven preheated, THEN he helped them make their little pizzas! I think we are a lucky bunch!

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