Mickey D. Dog- Husband of the Year- 9 years running

A few day ago, Mick let me know that something was missing on my blog. He wouldn't tell me what, only that I would figure it out. I thought about it, for a long time and, well, I did not figure it out.
Something was missing.
I didn't realize something could be missing.
Recently, he told me it was him.
Ah! Yes. you are right, I thought. I don't have a picture of my favorite man on here.

So Mick, this entry is devoted to you.

You ask me why I love you as often as there are stars,
Sometimes I know not what to say- it catches me off guard.
But as I ponder and think about the days which we have shared,
I love you because of the little things you do, to show you care.

I love you...

For the way you look at me sometimes.
For the smile that you give me when you tease me about something.
For respecting me.
For not yelling at me.
For helping me to be a better mother.
For encouraging me when you can tell I need it.
For our three beautiful girls.
For letting me stay home with them despite the days I wonder why I love it!
For loving to celebrate holidays.
For putting the toilet seat down, so I don't 'fall in'.
For working the tough job to humbly provide.
For all the nights you babysit while I go to work.
For helping with the dishes.
For helping clean the house.
For helping do the laundry, even when you hate to put it away.
For telling me I look beautiful when I'm pregnant and feel yucky all over.
For telling me I'm skinny, just after giving birth.
For making me laugh, especially for the comment above.
For holding my hand when I need it.
For letting me cry in your arms when I have to.
For trying to understand me, and I know it's a mind boggling duty.
For holding the priesthood in our home.
For blessing and naming our children.
For supporting me with my Relief Society calling, or now- Gospel Doctrine.
For being my "scriptures" when I am lazy and don't want to find the answer myself.
For your testimony.
For your knowledge of the gospel and for sharing it with me daily.
For being a supportive daddy.
For your prayers on my behalf.
For the dating days when we would talk for hours.
For selling 'all you own' in order to buy matchbox 20 tickets and take us on a fun date.
For falling in love with me in spite of my numerous faults.
For taking the low paying job (Artic Circle) instead of the high paying job to be able to see me on the weekends.
For buying me a beautiful ring that I love to wear.
For wanting to marry me and asking my dad for permission.
For taking me to the temple.
For living up to the covenants we made their together.
For having the desire to create an eternal family.
For loving my family even though you are so different then them.
For going on a mission, even though I didn't know you then.
For sharing all your mission stories with me.
For cleaning off the snow covered car on cold winter mornings, so I won't have to do it.
For warming up the car for me in the morning.
For taking Aspen to school after I had Abbie.
For buying me an Ipod, I lOOOOOOOVE IT!
For letting me hog the bed when I'm pregnant.
For making me forget my bad days.
For buying our family a cute house with a yard and all the needed accessories.
For helping plant the garden.
For planting beautiful flowers.
For serving other people, which makes my heart happy.
For picking up where I leave off.
For being a true dyed-in-the-wool Aggie fan and teaching me more about loyalty.
For finishing school when the odds were stacked against you.
For fixing the T.V. every time it doesn't work for me, even though you are tired of teaching me.
For helping me learn the tricks of the trade from all your work stories.
For inviting me out for lunch dates with you.
For getting babysitters when we need a night out.
For taking me to the beach in the summer time, a romantic place to be, even if it is with the kids.
For wanting to go camping.
For supporting me and being a cheerleader at my races.
For working overtime to make extra money for the family.
For calling me to see how I am doing, even if the last phone call was 5 minutes before.
For worrying about me, which makes me feel like you love me!
For shoveling the side walks an putting salt down so I don't fall.
For cleaning out the messy truck and making it smell nice.
For going shopping when I need you to.
For changing out the stinky towels in the bathroom.
For taking out the trash from the house and to the street.
For thinking and planning ahead of time, so that I am okay, if something should happen to you.
For taking such good care of your family.
For loving me.
For comforting me after Mazey died.
For picking up the pieces of life when I'm sick or otherwise unable too.
For being a great Husband.
For just being you!
For being the best father three girls could ever have.

...and for more than I can think of at this moment.

I love you with all my heart! You truly do encompass the best parts of being a husband.
I love you for so many reasons. After almost ten years together, I only hope this is a good start.

My heart is your heart. HONK, HONK, HONK!

Love,

Jen

P.S. I just wanted everyone to know how great you are- hope your not embarrassed!