- That he never gets tired of eating chips and salsa. Never.
- His hands.
- How he wears his basketball shorts in the middle of his bum.
- That he makes me dinner.
- That he was the only football player in the orchestra in high school.
- That he is passionate about running.
- The look on his face when I wake him up in the morning.
- His blue eyes and long eye lashes. For years I have been begging him to let me put mascara on him, but so far no luck.
- How he makes up songs on the guitar.
- The high pitched laugh that only comes out when he's laughing really hard and trying to keep it in.
- His logic. Sometimes it bugs me because I want him to see the emotional side of things more often, but overall, it's a good balance for me.
- That he's losing his hair and he doesn't even care. Secure. I like that. I also love how when he sees a picture of himself he's always surprised at how little hair he has left on top. Bald and beautiful- I don't care either.
- The excitement that BYU football can conjure up for him and how he is overjoyed to share this with his boy.
- How he always tries to get me to lick his running hat after a long run. Really gross, but makes me laugh every time.
- That I haven't made a green drink for months. He has completely taken over.
- That he's tickelish.
- That he's a good daddy.
- That he wants to be in the MoTab when he's an old man.
- His intellect. He knows a lot of stuff.
- He's cute. Handsome. Hot. Whatever. I like how he looks. And I also like his voice too.
There are so many more reasons why I love Brian. But I've mentioned before that being really lovey dovey in front of others isn't really our thing. I tried to write something really lovey but I just couldn't do it. I will say that I love my husband, but I also like him too. I'm lucky to have him.
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