Te Quiero

Like many women I know, I firmly believe that I have the best husband in the world. He is great at Valentine's Day, mainly because he listens when I tell him what I like (chocolate covered strawberries) and actually buys it for me. He doesn't go out and spend $80 on roses (which I like, but not nearly as much as chocolate covered strawberries) to tell me that he loves me. He shows me that he loves me every day throughout the year, and to me, that's worth a lot more.
I know that my husband loves me because he takes out the trash. He helps me out with the children, whether it's giving them a bath or fixing them supper when I need him to. He puts clothes in the dryer and runs the dishwasher. He sweeps the kitchen from time to time. He doesn't do those things because he enjoys them - he does them because it makes my life easier. You've heard the "when mama ain't happy..." expression. Well, so has he. And since he is a man, he is also smart enough to know that when mama is happy, she's a lot more inclined to make him happy. And in the spirit of Duck Dynasty, I like for my husband to be "happy, happy, happy."
I mean, that's why we got married, right? To make each other's lives easier, happier, and well, better! I have known couples who got so caught up in the ins and outs of daily life, job stress, and raising kids that they forgot to take care of each other. In fact, it happens quite often with parents of multiples. Fortunately for us, I did some very important and timely reading that completely changed the way I approached my husband and my marriage. Dr. Laura, we will forever be indebted to you! I am so thankful that you reminded me to be my husband's lover, wife, girlfriend, cheerleader, and most important supporter.
But enough of the mushy stuff. My sweet hubby decided that the children must have something from their dad for Valentine's Day. So he headed off to Kroger in search of balloons. Naturally, his day "off" from work turned into a frantic rush to get everything done. Dashing through the store, he grabbed three Valentine balloons and headed home. Immersed in his phone conversation, he failed to notice that one of the three lovely balloons contained a heartfelt message...in Spanish! Guess we will have to consider it "culture."At least Sheridan can't read yet. And anyone who points out the fact that her balloon is different will die a slow and painful death! Happy Valentine's Day!