My love

I love my husband. 

He's fabulous. And Hot. And Sexy. And I love him.  

He loves me and our family and works hard to take care of us. 

When I'm thinking something over I want his opinion before I decide anything - house stuff, kid stuff, school stuff - its important to me to know what he thinks about it all. 

And problems have a way of evaporating or losing importance after he's shared his thoughts. 

I love my kids.

I love spending time with my kids, so I do. 

I love homeschooling my kids, so I do.

I love being a stay-at-home homeschooling mama. 

I know I could do something else if I wanted to, but I don't what to, so I don't.

Like every job everywhere there are things I'm not all that crazy about.  Folding laundry - ugh.  Poopy diapers - double ugh.  Exploding poopy diapers - double double ugh. 

I love what I do.  Its why I do it. 

I love being me.

Athletic. Artsy. And more than just a little nerdy.

I have my own interests - reading, reading, reading and reading, working out, painting, pastels & drawing, piano-ish playing - and I'm content to do the things I like to do. 

I like to learn new things - making strawberry jam most recently.  Delicious.

I'm content to be me. 

I love family.

Grandparents, parents, siblings, aunts, uncles, cousins, in-laws.

I wish I could see everyone more. 

I love friends.

I love having people around me I know I can trust and rely on. 

People I can call from the hospital and they will drop everything to come.  I know, because I've had to call before and they came. 

I love having a friend from 5th grade as one of my Facebook friends.  Hello - that was FOREVER ago. 

What do you love?