The Patient One

This is him.



He's ridiculous. My 8th child.
I mean, he is straight up the most AWESOME thing I have EVER laid eyes on...
And he's mine.
Yup.
Alllllllll mine.

NOT TO MENTION:
He puts up with me and ALLLLLLL that entails...
And he's really good at loving me.
Just the way I like to be loved...
Because he listens to me.
He cares what I think.
He believes in me.

He tells me the truth even when I don't like it.
He leads me and provides for me.
He goes hard after God's heart and I am happy to follow him there.
He pushes me to be great when I don't want to be pushed.

He wrestles with me...And lets me win.
He plays with our kiddos...
And sometimes, scratch that, ALL the time..
He's the reason I cant get everyone to bed on time, hahaha

He tells me I'm sexy...And I believe him...

And he understands that sometimes...?
A girl just needs an estrogen fest.

I. Love. This. Man.

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