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?

MAH Friday #3

I missed last week because of pressing friend concerns, so here we go again!

Pampering. If there were a class on how best to pamper your wife, my husband could teach it. You have all heard me brag before, but I have to say that I am really pampered. If it didn't sound so cheesy, I would call myself queen of my home! Let me refresh your memory, roses, proschuitto covered pears and triple chocolate cheesecake just because; house cleaned and ready for company when I get home and warming up my clothes in the dryer on a cold day. This is my husband. Well, to top it off...

Since I have started working out so hard, I have been sore. I hate to even say just how sore, because it will tell you just how far I have to go. however, my husband has been giving me massages. For those of you who don't know Max went to massage school - so he's good. He has been saying things like... "Why don't you go take a nice hot bath, I will pour you some wine and then when you get out I can give you a massage!"

Don't be jealous ladies, just tell your husbands about this and they can do it too!

MAH Friday #2

My husband finds me beautiful. I love this about him. I never even have to ask him how I look - he always tells me. He even reminisces about certain days when he remembers I looked especially beautiful to him. You have all seen me and I'm not much to talk about. I am pretty average in every aspect. And yet he loves the way I look and often talks about it. I am so thankful that I never have to wonder or ask. Thank you honey!

My Amazing Husband

"My Amazing Husband" ~ A new tradition begins. I found this woman at Honest and Lasting. This lady blogs each Friday about her husband and then sends it to him in an email as a love letter. She started this blogging tradition because of her belief that “one of the great and wonderful mysteries of life is that loving each other in action—what we do and say—produces romance.” I think this is a great idea. So join me from now on for MAH Fridays.

This is my husband! I love his ability to be big and strong and beat weight lifting records and then to come home and cuddle with KayLynn and I. Though he is all man, he able to be "all things" to his family. From lighting candle and drawing me a hot bath on a hard day, to sitting on the couch and reading a book to KayLynn with all the voices, he can do it all.

He is so great with kids and most think of him as a jungle gym. There is something so fun about watching him play with the cousins.

He is so good at taking KayLynn when Mommy needs a little break and reading/playing with her. I love that he is such a great father to my daughter. I love that he thinks she is the cutest baby in the world. I love that he dotes on her (well on us really!)

The major thing that Max is not good at, is NOT spoiling me. I don't know that my husband has the ability to say no to me or to not pamper me and make me feel special.

As far as I can tell her is the perfect blend of sweet manliness. Thank you darling for being the wonderful man that you are. You are the greatest blessing in mine and KayLynn's lives.

I must say that these last two pictures remind me of Winnie the Pooh and Piglet...

Pooh and Piglet walked home thoughtfully together in the golden evening, and for a long time they were silent."When you wake up in the morning, Pooh," said Piglet at last, "what's the first thing you say to yourself?""What's for breakfast?" said Pooh. "What do you say, Piglet?""I say, I wonder what's going to happen exciting today?" said Piglet.Pooh nodded thoughtfully."It's the same thing," he said.