shivers and goosebumps

i alluded to my biggest prize in a previous blog, but i feel the need to expound a little on that subject. one of my favvvvorite subjects: ERIC...
:) he IS my knight-in-shining armor. and i have to tell you why....
forget the fact that he is the cutest man on earth, and he is built like a miniature Discobolus of Myron (you know, the greek discus thrower...and yes, i DID have to google it for the name. :) ) . again, forget those two facts.
he is just so much fun. he is always saying funny things to make me laugh. he has a giggle that is highly contagious and a smile that takes my breath away. when he calls on the phone and i hear his voice, my heart skips a beat. and when he touches me?? wow...i get shivers and goosebumps. seriously. when we were at the christmas party last night, and he gently put his hand on the back of my  neck, i swear my neck hairs grew an inch (i know, i know, gross...).

(i'm not intentionally filling this blog w/photos of taylor, but he hasn't reached that "don't take pictures of me" stage yet. )

but i just told you all the physical things abt him....but it gets better. we have had 3 official fights. 3 times where i cried and he eventually got cranky with me. in a year. and here's the best part: he doesn't go to sleep until we have discussed it (ad nauseum for him i'm sure) and resolved things. and i don't know abt you, but i'm the kind of person that does and says a lot of stupid things. the kinds of things that embarrass me later. i'm not talking abt mean things. i'm talking abt baring-my-soul-and-exposing-all-of-my-insecurities things. and after i've vomited those vulnerable thoughts and feelings, i just can't seem to shove them back in my mouth and swallow them in time for him to not notice. and right at that awkward time when i'm wondering if i've reached the point of no recovery, he comforts me. HE COMFORTS ME!!! i just can't believe it. i am constantly in awe of how he is. with me. with the cashiers at the grocery store. with our smelly dogs. and most importantly, with our boys. he is such a fun and awesome father to all of our boys. (really to all kids. period.) he prays for them and thanks Heavenly Father for blessing him with these boys. he teaches them and he loves them.

how did i ever get so lucky? i have no idea. but know this: i am eternally grateful. :) and i'm more than lucky. i'm blessed. :)