Friday, June 10, 2011
Just a few of the reason I absolutely adore you...
You dance for me in the living room. And in the bathroom when we are getting ready in the morning. And in the kitchen making dinner. And covertly in the stores while we shop, ducking behind racks and displays to make sure no one sees you but all the while gettin' down on your bad self.
You get up in the middle of the night if Britt wakes up so I don't have to.
You make up your own words to songs, and even more often, just make up your own songs entirely.
You make me laugh so hard I can hardly breathe.
You don't hold grudges.
You love, love, LOVE cool nights with the windows down in the car and the radio blaring so you can sing to your hearts content.
You sing to Britt. All the time. And she loves it.
You are really really good with all children, not jut your own.
You are the most fun person I've ever been around.
You let me name our daughter after you.
You can, and actually like, eating sushi or salad for dinner even though it's not a mans meal.
You spontaneously burst into a beat boxing session at any given moment.
The glass is always half full to you.
You taught me how to throw a baseball.
You fill up my car with gas even though you barely drive it.
You are extremely loyal.
You push the toothpaste up from the bottom of the tube so I always have toothpaste readily available.
You make me feel beautiful and desired by whistling, making cat calls and telling me I'm the hottest girl you've ever seen. Daily.
You are gentle and kind.
You put the toilet paper on so the paper runs off the top. Because you know thats how I like it. Even though you like to run off from the bottom.
You have NEVER been in a bad mood. Ever.
Family and friends are so important to you and you will do anything to cultivate and maintain those relationships regardless of the distance.
You learned to like coffee just for me.
You genuinely love and like my family.
You feed and let Ellen out every morning.
You are diligent in spending time with Jesus every morning.
You leave voicemails on my phone in song form every time you're gone on a trip.
You don't take sports too seriously, therefore you never mope because your team lost.
After you work out, you stand in front of me and flex, and make me guess what you worked that day.
You are extremely generous to others and get so excited when there is an opportunity to give.
You are witty and funny. But not at other peoples expense.
You let me paint. And repaint. And repaint. Not just walls but whatever I want.
You have never felt sorry for yourself. Moping is not apart of your vocabulary.
You validate my feelings and speak Truth to me at the same time.
You love Britt.
You love me.
You love Jesus.
And if you only did those last three things, I would be the luckiest girl in the world.
I love you with my whole heart Eric Britt Miller. You are a gift that was molded just for me and I thank our sweet Savior for allowing me to enjoy you.