hunk

i get to share a bed with this man.  

{except for on the nights when he sleeps on the couch}.

seeing him in his hard hat does something to me.

it's like whoa.

he works so hard for our family. 

he's not told often enough how much he is loved and appreciated but brooklyn did admit that she told him my secret the other day.

"mom, i told dad that you think he looks sexy in his work clothes."

shoot.  now he knows.

i think he's sexy in his regular clothes too.

and, well, and ... you know.

i hope he knows how madly i love him.

i love him so hard.

i miss him when he's gone.

even when i want to punch him in the face, 

i still want to share my bed with him.

all should be so lucky as me.