Yesterday was my husband's 29th birthday. He had to work all day, but we went out to dinner with my mom and some friends last night. I've thought a lot lately about how much I love and appreciate him, but probably haven't told him that enough lately. I was just checking his planner to see when he works this week and realized again how hard he works to take care of all of us. Three part time jobs can't be easy to balance, and most days can't be a lot of fun. There have been many days lately that I'm completely spent by the time he gets home and need him to immediately get the kids out of the house for me. He's up early, by 5:30 most days. He works hard all day and still manages to make me and the boys a priority each and every day. I know he's sleep deprived and most days would love to just take a nap, but he just keeps going, usually until after 11:00 at night because he's trying to make time in his life for his friends and community--or he's closing at Starbucks. His boys adore him and have so much fun with him. Trips to COSI with just dad are their favorite. I adore him too, dates with just Eric are my favorite. We have a good life together. I'm a very lucky girl. Happy Birthday, Eric!
So--why did I give Riley my ticket to the last Buckeye game today? Senior Day, Big Ten title. I've been regretting it since Wednesday. He was so excited though, there was no way I could take it back.
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