A Little Late...

I meant to post this on Valentines Day but never got around to it!

Just a warning to anyone reading that this is going to be a sappy post.


I have the best husband in the WHOLE world. He's really really really really REALLY great.


Every couple has ups and downs in their relationship, but it seems no matter what kind of hand life deals us, Stu and I always hold a united front. I can always depend on him to pick up the pieces when I have a bad day, and he's the best daddy to my boys. Sometimes we bicker like crazy, sometimes he pisses me off and I give him the "silent your-in-the-dog-house treatment", sometimes his jokes aren't funny, sometimes he "forgets" to shave and his patchy beard is gross, sometimes he yells in his sleep or snores his face off and keeps me awake, sometimes he has the WORST gas EVER. Sometimes he's the most stubborn mule on EARTH. Sometimes he is super loud in the morning when he gets up for work, sometimes he is a bit of a piggy and drops food all over the kitchen floor.....


But then he makes up for it by all the awesome things he does.


He's super hard working. He's really really really smart. He's funnier then I usually want to admit. He's a really good friend to his friends. He's silly. He acts all shy at first when he meets people but really, he's SUPER loud. He tells me I'm beautiful when I know I'm not, and he tells me he loves me when I'm sure I don't deserve it. He and I share the same parenting ideals. He's a great cook. He cleans (without being asked). He yells at me when I need it. He sings silly songs to our boys. He never hesitates to catch puke and sooth a sick Gage when he needs it. He makes sacrifices so I can have alone time and time at the barn with my horse.


Really, the list goes on.


This past Family Day, after a really rough week, Stu and I left Gage with my parents (he had a tiny cold) and we packed Finn up to go to the barn. Stu sat on a chair in the indoor arena cuddling a baby while I rode my horse. It was -15 outside. He was also seated right next to the muck bucket full of horse poop. Not only did he not complain, but he watched me ride and applauded Dusty's accomplishments right along with me.


I think I'm the luckiest girl in the whole world. I love you Stu!

Dusty on a platform

Barn Baby!