documentation of the good (and not so good) times with my sweet boys :)



Monday, February 14, 2011

when 'i love you' isn't enough... by erik zion noet

when i wake up to your silky skin on mine
when i watch you make a complete stranger smile... just by being you
when our boys hug and kiss each other
when our puzzle is complete at the dinner table
when we go on a trip and you have a special little surprise for me
when you are up until 4 in the morning making the world more beautiful
when you make the impossible seem easy
when you are the first to jump off the pirate ship into the ocean
when you smile
when we agree exactly on our rings
when we don't need tv, radio, or anything else except each other some nights
when you catch my fastball... and aren't afraid
when i think about our future
when you pack... and remember everything and more
when i see you change and not just stick to the old way for the sake of being stubborn
when we play frisbee
when we have a jam packed weekend that never seems to end
when we have a weekend where we do nothing and just get to be a family
when you email me; 'this looks like this would be fun for the boys'
when you tell me how handsome i am
when i trust you to always honor and cherish us
when you drink milk out of the carton
when you make the best dinner ever from a piece of meat and whatever is in the cupboards
when we're in unfamiliar territory and you have no fear
when babies stop fussing just being held by you
when we're with friends, if i run out of conversation, you know how to save me
when i meet someone that know you, the way they talk about you
when you won't give up on a loan that i thought was dead
when you have over the edge of the hot air balloon basket
when you hike until you have blisters
when we talk about our wedding
when we disagree; because we're different many ways that make us better for each other
when we talk about the future
when i get to warm you up
when we camp
when you make me feel like i am the only man you will ever love for the rest of your life
when you remind me to stop and smell the roses
when i read to you, and you read to me (Jack Sprat's wife)
when i think about how excited i am just to wake up and be with you
when i see the parking garage by Key Arena
when i look at our pictures
when i look at pictures you take
when you plan an event
when you outdrive me on the fairway
when you teach me how to live with zest

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