MAH Friday #4

One of the things that I love about Max is that he is every bit a man.  Granted this makes communication hard sometimes, but it also allows me to be a woman.  He may not seem to see dishes, but he always sees me.  He probably wont remember that we are out of milk, but he always remembers to tell me I look beautiful.  Without me he wouldn't remember to thank his mother on Mother's Day, but he will remember after work at 3:30 AM to go get me flowers and a card  and put them out so they are the first thing I see in the morning.  He might not notice that I need a hair cut, but when I ask him to watch KayLynn so I can, he will say, "Sure, and why don't you get some coffee while you are out?"

I love the song, "Honey Im still a guy" and it always makes me think of Max.  In a land where femenism seems to be thriving, I love that my husband is a man, so that I can be a woman.  Without real men, where would we be?