My husband

My husband is:

bang-up, banner, boss, capital, classic, crackerjack, dandy, divine, fabulous, fine, first-class, first-rate, grand, great, groovy, heavenly, jim-dandy, keen, marvelous (or marvellous), mean, neat, nifty, noble, par excellence, prime, sensational, splendid, stellar, sterling, superb, superior, superlative, supernal, swell, terrific, tip-top, top, top-notch, unsurpassed, wonderful

And yes, I did copy and paste that from Merriam-Webster, but I couldn't have come up with all of those on my own. :) He is, in short, the most incredible person I have ever had the pleasure of meeting. Things that I love about him:

* how sweet and loving he is with Lia

* how his patience is never-ending

* how focused and committed he is to his family(s)

* how he knows how to have a good time

* how he not only is constantly broadening his own horizons, but everyone elses'

* how he can tell a story and make it interesting

* how multi-faceted he is

* how he loves doing things

* how funny he is :)

* how he can talk you into anything

* how fun and playful he is- Lia has the best daddy ever!

* how he is just his very own person. He is who he is, and he is always true to that. That's hard to do in today's world

I don't think that words could ever really describe how much I love him, or what he truly means to me. He's the sort of person though that I know that every one of my friends (married or single) envies me of. I have never met someone who works harder at his marriage then him. He is always trying to make our relationship stronger, make it funner, make it more of a partnership. He is the single most special person in all the world to me- I can't even begin to picture what my life would have been like if I hadn't met him, loved him, married him. This is the guy that drove every two/three weeks SIX hours from Scotts Valley all the way to Humboldt just to spend the weekend with me so I wouldn't be lonely. And that look on his face when he arrived, that light and happiness... well, I see it every single night still when he gets home from work. I don't think many people can say that. I love that we met when we were young and got married when we were young. So many of my memories are of him and I. (haha, okay, so HE didn't get married when he was young, but I did... :) )

* Disneyland- the only person who I've seen come close to how excited Chris is when we go to Disneyland is my Dad. :) Chris literally is hopping along the sidwalk, clapping his hands when we walk into Disneyland. I love it. He is just the cutest person ever then. You just want to pat him on the head and tell him to calm down or else he's going to throw up. :)

* Driving to Shakespeare Santa Cruz and holding hands- I was all goofy for the next week. :)

* Backpacking with him, Annie and Kate. We hiked in, and the next morning we all woke up and there was SNOW everywhere. It was hilarious. I think Annie and him were convinced that we were all going to die and have to eat the one who fell first. :) But he was so sweet and protective of all of us then...

* Backpacking again when I had a migraine, and poor Chris racing around camp like a chicken, telling Annie and Emily he was going to run back to the parking lot (probably a 12 mile hike...) to get some help... (I think that's the first time he'd ever seen a migraine, so he probably thought I was going to start bleeding out of my ears... :) )

* Playing hockey with him :)

* Having him literally burn holes into the heels of his shoes and crack the bottoms of his feet when he was walking Lia up and down the room after she was born

That's a newer memory, but still :)

And I have to go now, Lia just woke up from an unscheduled nap... I'm trying to get her on a schedule and Operation Sleep When I Want and Tell You Too is not going well...

Anyhow, the gist.

I love my husband.

My husband ROCKS.

He is the best person ever.