Top Ten Reasons I Love My Husband

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The girls and I are in KC helping my mom while my dad is gone. Tim brought us down and then left. We are missing him. Here are the top ten reasons I love my husband:

1. He works incredibly hard to provide for us and never once complains about going to work.
2. He thinks of the little things. He always puts a new roll of toilet paper on the back of the toilet when the roll is starting to get low. He set up my computer for me while I was taking the girls potty on our way down here so I could watch a DVD after they went to sleep.
3. He loves our children deeply and enjoys being with them. He'll even read princess books!
4. He worries about us when it counts.
5. He listens to me without trying to "fix" everything, but he does step in when I need him to fix it.
6. He treats me with both love and respect.
7. He can grill a mean steak.
8. He takes care of his parents.
9. He makes me a better parent. Yesterday was rough and I think it was just because I didn't have my copilot.
10. He genuinely loves me in spite of the way I have changed over the years.

I love you babe and I can't wait until next week!

This post is linked to Top Ten Tuesday at Oh Amanda.

Comments

ohAmanda said…
How sweet. I know what you mean about making ME a better parent. It's rough being a single parent--even for a day!

Thanks for linking up!
May 19, 2010 at 4:57 AM
Unknown said…
Not only reads Princess books I happen to know he has watched an occasional Princess movie too. I am so glad you have such a great husband Nicole. it makes me as a mamma not have to worry so much. I am so glad you are here.
Mom
May 19, 2010 at 9:08 AM
Grace~The Mommy On the Bus said…
Visiting from Top Ten...this is a very sweet post! it's so good to reflect on lists like this!
May 19, 2010 at 5:57 PM
fraizerbaz said…
Aw, he sounds like a great guy... They don't make them like that anymore!
May 20, 2010 at 12:51 PM
Janna said…
Yes, I like this post. Always good to remind him and yourself of your love and appreciation.
May 24, 2010 at 12:20 AM
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