Lately, Macy has been proposing. To Jeff.
It’s pretty cute.
I can see why she’d want to marry him. He’s tall, handsome, and always willing to take her outside to play. What more could a girl want?
But seriously, I recently have been wanting to dedicate a blog to my hubby. We are in one of the very few “career” paths that have us working in very close quarters – and I wouldn’t want it any other way.
Not only do I love Jeff for all of his “manly” traits – his ability to fix things, reach the top shelf, kill bugs, and carry the heavy luggage – I love him for doing all the “other” things that he does to keep our days running smoothly – cooking dinner, bathing Selah, taking Macy to the playground, treating us all to Dairy Queen.
I love that he makes friends easily. I love that he gets his energy from being with other people – and finds delight in building new relationships. I love that he prays with the girls often.
I love his intelligence and willingness to find a solution “out of the box”. I love that he genuinely takes other people’s feelings into consideration before making a decision. I love that he puts others before himself.
I love that he doesn’t need a calculator to add things (I do). I love that he can sing the Declaration of Independence (random, I know). I love that he plays the guitar.
There are a million little things I love about my husband, but I won’t bore you all with any more. I just love him for being who he is.