Tyler's not a fan of public proclamations of love and affection.
But this is my blog - and I have to gush. This guy is my hero. I've been a lot less than pleasant this week, had multiple (read tons) of emotional breakdowns, vented my heart out, and each time he patiently held me up and put me back into perspective.
Today was so much fun because I just got to hang out with my husband - talk and laugh and joke with him while we try desperately to come up with a name for our last-born. We suck at naming babies. I love his sense of humor, his honesty. I love the way he can make me feel beautiful with a jelly belly and greasy hair. I'm so thankful he thinks I can be 'mother of 6' and not completely screw up our kids.
Thank heavens for the Daddy of our house - he's amazing. (he also secretly loves it when I take his picture at random moments like this and then share them with the world :)