I just responded to Traci's question about what we do (i.e., housework, kid rearing), and realized I was really coming down on the hubster. Then I started thinking about how much I love him and how bonded I feel to him even though he's a lazy ass and drives me nuts sometimes! So, here's an incomplete list of what I like about him:
He makes the best chicken breasts, no matter how he cooks them; grilled, baked, roasted, pan-fried. They are always perfectly juicey without being raw.
He makes up cute catch phrases that give us great "inside" jokes and stuff. His latest is that we should always strive to be PAPs, pleasant agreeable parents. Then we joke about needing a PAK (pleasant agreeable kid) and so on.
He does really sweet things for no reason (alright, it doesn't happen that often, I know, but still...). He got up earlier than me the other day and made coffee and got me a cup when I awoke, handed me my towel as I came out of the shower door, and then dropped me off at my door at work because it was raining. Still don't know what triggered that, but it sure was nice.
He's really smart and funny, and has a big, grinning, chubby-cheeked kid face, and the greatest long eyelashes, which fortunately our daughter got.
He LOVES chick flicks; he's usually the first one to suggest (as we call them) "Waiting to Exhale" type movies. He watches Sex and the City with me without ever complaining or acting embarrassed about it in front of his friends (I know, the chicks are hot and sometimes naked, but it's still from their perspective!), and ditto for Queer as Folk and The L Word (of course that's all about hot lesbians, what guy wouldn't dig that? ;)
He likes to garden and doesn't eat pork or beef (he's a sensitive pseudo veggie man).
He had a long standing tradition with his mother, who passed away, of planting flowers on Mother's Day, which we now do together, even before I was a mother!
He calls my mom and dad Mom and Dad, which they just eat up!
He's got the greatest love handles and a flawless sweet ass.
He's got wide hands and thick fingers, but somehow still delicate looking.
He's got cute teeth.
He makes twice as much money as I do but never acts like it.
He's usually very calm and relaxed.
He lets me do the decorating.
He's always known he wanted a family, before I met him and then after we met, even though I didn't at the time. He waited, having faith that I would come around. I'm so lucky for this, I've found motherhood to be the greatest miracle and transformation, and I would have most likely not experienced it if he'd given up on me or I ended up with a different partner.
He invested as much of himself in picking out wedding crap as I did, which was sometimes annoying; I kept telling him it was like having two brides. He had to go to every meeting, see every sample, etc. I could've killed him but in retrospect it was very sweet.
I could go on but don't want this to be too long, I just wanted to give him his props as he takes a lot of shit from me ;)