Last night after going to the Openlucht Museum in Arnhem, we visited oma and opa. It was a nice visit as I haven't been to their house in ages. Oma and I were talking about husbands and boyfriends and what it means to be in a relationship. The entire time we were talking, I just kept thinking about my husband, and what a great guy I've married. So often, I tend to get caught up in the daily grind of life and forget about all the goodness he brings to my life. But, speaking about him with another person, knowing his faults and voiceing them, and then realizing that I have come to accept him for who he is was really mind-opening. There are lots of little things I'd cahnge about him if I could. But I can't change him into the perfect husband...he is who he is, and I love him for who he is. He doesn't open the car door for me, he doesn't clean up the dinner dishes or come to bed at a reasonable hour. But, he doesn't complain when I don't get thigs done, he helps tuck the kids into bed, he picks up diapers and groceries when I need them, and he picks the kids up from their activities. He loves me, and I know that he loves me. He teases me and makes jokes with me, he rolls his eyes at silly things I say, he acts annoyed when I try to tickle him. When we stopped at the parking to let our little car sickie out for fresh air, I kissed my husband in the parking lot. I can look into his eyes as I kiss him and know that it's comfortable between us. We have a good life together. We're at a point where we are finally feeling financially secure. We have two kids that keep us on our toes and provide plenty of interesting moments, but we do a lot as a family, and our kidare well cared for and loved. In the great scheme of things, my husband is a real treasure. I don't tell him often enough thank you for all he is to me. He supports me, he cares for me, he loves me. What more could I want in life? I need to remember to "Don't Sweat The Small Stuff" and let him know more often in actions and words just how glad I am that he's my husband. Because, I really am!