I love that you say you want a few more children even though it often seems that we have a few too many already.
I love your patience.
I love that you will usually take out the trash after I ask a mere seven times.
I love that you love our daughters.
I love that you have the “intense listener with questions” mode mastered, even though you might not remember a vital detail the next day.
I love that you only yell at me after I have yelled at you for about a year; actually, you probably haven’t even yelled at me nine times in all.
I love that you compliment me on my new slimmer self and that you never complained or criticized my more zaftig silhouette.
I love that you didn’t hover over me with each pregnancy screaming “don’t eat that” and “don’t do that,” even thought this might have been because you didn’t know what I wasn’t supposed to eat and do.
I love that you are a strong and a mighty man and firm in the faith of Christ.
I love that you are eight inches taller and eighty pounds more muscly than me; it makes me feel feminine.
I love that you risked severe embarrassment and fainting to be with me at each birth.
I love that you want to have companion prayer with me every night.
I love that you are guileless and that I trust you completely, just not to get my shoulder back in the quickest, best way.
I love that you are kind to a tantrum child and gentle with a sick one.
I love that you’ll change the crib sheets in the middle of the night without waking me, even if it means I find them inexplicably in a wad later on the next day.
I love that you encourage me to write, and nagged me into starting this blog, and supported me in making it my own.
I love that you listened to me nine years and four months ago and agreed that getting married sounded like a good thing, and that even though you got cold feet, you came to your senses pretty darn quick!
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A fabulous tribute, Shannono. I even got a little teary eyed (but only for a nano-second). You and Tom are a great example of a team that compliments each other. I only hope my wife can say half of these nice things about me in 3 years when we celebrate our 9 years of marriage.
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perfect!
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Happy Anniversary!
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Happy Anniversary guys!
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Ahhh, how sweet. Tom really is a great guy who has an equally fabulous wife – you guys are lucky to have found each other!
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Happy Anniversary! I wish we lived closer so that we could offer to babysit for you so that you could go do something fun. If you ever come visit us, you can count on having a babysitter.
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I’ll babysit for you Shannon, bring the kids over Thursday night and I will totally watch them so you guys can go out on a date!! Happy Anniversary!
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Thanks so much for writing this happy anniversary post. I really enjoyed it.
My favorite one was this: I love that you have the “intense listener with questions” mode mastered, even though you might not remember a vital detail the next day.
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I was wondering if you’d take offense to the “I love that you will usually take out the trash after I ask a mere seven times.” For some reason, Adam doesn’t like when I veil criticism with compliments…..can’t figure out why.
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My first time visting your blog, and what a lovely post to start out with. =)
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