My Sweetheart turns 32!

I'm so glad Tory was born 32 years ago today! Here are 32 things I adore about my husband...

1. He has never raised his voice to me in 8 1/2 years of marriage.

2. He still kisses our boys and tells them he loves them all the time.

3. Isabella has him wrapped around her finger.

4. He is very introspective and is always striving to be better.

5. He is never critical of me. He thinks I'm perfect :)!

6. He is always clean shaven for Sunday and wears a suit to church every week.

7. He's tall dark and handsome!

8. The worst word he says is "Crud!"

9. He sweeps, scrubs and vacuums our floors every week...and I've never asked him to.

10.He keeps our cars clean.

11.He cooks a great meal once a month.

12.He actually encourages me to go out and buy myself things.

13.He's handy when it comes to home improvements and yard work.

14.He loves and respects his parents.

15.He's never talked ill of my family...ever.

16.He has a funny, quirky side, that he reserves just for me.

17.He works incredibly hard to support us.

18.He's very athletic...There is no physical activity he doesn't excel at.

19.He eats everything I make...and lots of it!

20.He genuinely doesn't seem to notice how homely I get when I'm pregnant.

21.He's very smart.

22.I've never had to ask him if he was going to church.

23.He loves the outdoors as much as I do.

24.He always smells good. mmm.

25.He has a crazy metabolism and hasn't gained a pound since we were married (or maybe I hate this about him!)

26.He takes one child out a week for one on one time.

27.He looks good in everything he wears. mmm.

28.He asks me out on a date every week.

29.He really plays with the kids (not just pretends, like me) and can do it for hours.

30.He brings out the best in me.

31.He has a pure and kind heart.

32.Everyone who knows him, loves him.

Happy Birthday, Babe! There truly isn't a better husband or father, and I'm totally crazy about you! I love you!

The First Three Weeks...

Yesterday was Gavin's three week Birthday. Looking back, these three weeks have differed greatly from Hayden's first three weeks. I spent hours rocking Hayden; I interacted, entertained and doted on him. I took long naps with him and just stared at him for long periods of time. I made great meals for Tory and was still determined to breast feed Hayden. I guess that's what happens when you are the first. Poor Gavin, in comparison, is getting the shaft. In his first three weeks, we have been to the Instacare twice (once for Hayden, once for Benson...well, technically three times for Benson, if you count the stitches check and again to have them removed). One black eye (Isabella), Hammers, concrete saws and people climbing in and out of my basement windows as they finish our basement (which produces an amazing amount of dust and noise). One unidentified object in the road resulting in one flat tire. Three speech classes (Benson), six tutoring classes (Hayden), One dentist appt. (Tory), Cleaning throw up...and poop off the floor (Isabella), potty training Isabella...and then giving up on potty training Isabella. I gave up Breast feeding on day three and gave up pumping after one week. I have taken a total of two naps since coming home from the hospital, and I have shaved my legs once (I know, too much information). I have done 863 loads of laundry and actually fixed Spaghettios for dinner one night. As a result, Little Gavin, spends an unfair amount of time in his swing, bouncy chair, carseat etc. I can't run every time he fusses (which is rarely) and he is a formula fed baby! Yes, I do feel guilty about all of this, but I guess that's what happens when you're number four! My sweet little boy takes this all in stride and seems to actually enjoy the chaos that surrounds him. I am completely smitten by Gavin and wish I could just love on him 24 hours a day, but since that's impossible, I'll take whatever time I can get! Here's to Gavin's delightful, crazy-busy, and full of love, first three weeks, and hope he's no worse for the wear!