Has it really been more than a year since I last blogged?! I guess I believe it considering the circumstances. Many blessings have come our way recently. I figured what better than to start over (again) with all the things that I LOVE (forgive me as I adjust back to blogging. I need to get back into the groove and adjust my settings, background, add pictures, etc...I digress).
In no particular order...
I love that the sun is dancing through my blinds as I type. Beautiful weather has been long awaited. I love that there is not a cloud in the sky. Perfectly clear, perfectly blue.
I love hearing the squeals and laughter of my little "son"-shine as he decides which drawer to open, which chair to climb, and which item to stick in his mouth. I love counting his little fingers, and his little toes knowing that every inch of him has some part of me. I love his almond shaped eyes and his one-toothed grin. I love the two cow-licks in the back of his hair about as much as I love the swoop of hair over his forehead (I like to think of it as one day being Justin Bieber hair). I love to ponder the future and imagine what kind of man he will grow up to be. I love the way he holds his arms out towards me when he wants to be held. I love when I hold him how he sweetly nestles his head in the most perfect position so I can smell the sweetness of his skin and kiss his forehead and whisper in his ear just how much I love him. I love to lay next to him as he sleeps (and dreams of eating ice-cream with Papaw and Nana, and Skyping with Auntie BecBec). I love to wake up in the morning hearing the babbles and coos on the monitor as he plays in his crib. I love to get lost in the moments only wishing for more hours to spend with him. My love for Ty is perfectly endless.
I love him as a best friend, husband, and father. I love his devotion. I love his spontaneity. I love the welcome home hug and kiss no matter what time of day or mood. I love his smile from ear to ear and how infectious his laugh is. I love that I have to remind him that he must wear brown shoes with a brown belt, not black. I love that he wears sandals year around. I love his Eskimo kisses. I love his amazingly tender touch. I love that he wants to hold hands and hug really tight. I love his intelligence, but more so his wittiness. I love our inside jokes that would only make sense to the two of us. I love his determination and will to complete any and all tasks presented before him. I love that he is solid, grounded, and firm. I love him as my soulmate. I love his romantic ways (can't give away all the secrets). I love his desire and ability to be a perfect man. My love for Chris is perfectly matched.
I love flip flops. I love sun tan lines. I love my friends. I love my family. I love my job and the lives that have touched me. I love french vanilla frozen yogurt topped with hot fudge (and maybe a few sprinkles). I love texting. I love getting snail mail just because. I love pedicures. I love grilling on the back porch with a sweet adult beverage in hand. I love to get lost in crime novels. I love curling up on the couch for an afternoon nap. I love shopping. I love scrapbooking. I love learning new things. I love haircuts. I love blogging (now, if I could only find extra time in the day).
There are so many things that I love, I don't think I could possibly begin to name them all. Knowing how much I love makes me realize I have just as much love to give and so much to be thankful for!