This is my husband, Landon. He doesn't normally look so, um, awesome. Every couple of months, he decides to shave off his goatee. He does it in stages, experimenting with weird facial hair configurations that a trial lawyer such as himself wouldn't normally be able to wear. During the various stages, he likes to change clothes, props, etc and makes me takes pictures of himself acting as he thinks the current facial hair dictates. This mustache always makes an appearance during these shaving sessions, and it usually makes him want to rock.
Landon makes me (and himself) laugh. A lot. We have tons of fun together doing things as simple as shaving off his goatee. Back in our college days when we had even less money than we do now, we used to have "dates" that involved crossing the street to the local drug store and/or grocery store and trying to find the weirdest product we could find. We discovered such gems as "cock flavored soup" and "smack ramen". Then we'd buy some hot wok, rent a video and just hang out together. It was awesome every time. We laughed and talked trash and just enjoyed being together. Is it any wonder that I wanted to have babies with a guy like that? The discoverer of cock flavored soup surely would make an excellent father!
But seriously, why did I want to make babies with this guy? It all goes back (again) to our college days. When Landon and I started dating, I was still living at home with my parents. My parents' home has always been our family's gathering place, somewhere to have a good meal, let the kids play with each other, and enjoy the company. When ever there were children around when Landon was there, he was out playing with the kids. He'd wrestle all of them at once on the trampoline, throw them in the air while we were swimming, help them "walk" on the ceiling, smell their feet and otherwise make sure the kids were all having a great time. All of my neices and nephews love Landon. In fact, my brother Brandon was so excited when Landon and I had our first child because he finally had the chance to be someone's favorite uncle (as Landon is pretty much everyone's favorite). Throughout our six year courtship, when ever I was upset or frustrated with Landon, I'd make him go out to my parents' house. I'd spend an hour or so watching him with the kids, and it would always help me remember why he was the one I wanted to be with for the rest of my life.
And so it continues today. I watch Landon with our babies and I remember why I fell in love with him so many years ago. He is the best dad I know. Everything in his life is about his family. The man recently broke his leg playing hide and seek with his children, for pete's sake! I know that marrying Landon and having children with him was the best choice I have ever made in my life. I feel so incredibly lucky to have him as the father of my kids, and I am truly grateful for the amazing father he is to our children every day of my life.
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I'm glad you married the guy too:)
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