Just a little insight into why I love my husband so much,

Every Wednesday I take Sophie and Keegan to story time at the library. Keegan really is just along for the ride, but Soph plays and sings and such. Jacob is usually asleep during the day, but since his schedule is 4 on 2 off, his days off rotate and thus yesterday he was off on story time day. I invited him to go, really expecting him to decline and sit at home and play football. But no, he went. Then he proceeded, despite being the ONLY dad there, to play with Sos, sing the songs, do the little dances, all of it. Without reservations. Without the "I'm too cool for this"attitude. He was there just having a good time with his kids just like he would at home, regardless of who was watching or how his voice stood out in the chorus of women and toddlers.

Be still my heart, how I love that man.

Then later he helped me finish sewing the kids halloween costumes. Watching him sit there with the little care bear belly in his hands, carefully stitching little felt hearts, I thought that my own little felt heart would just burst.

If I didn't know anything else about him, I would respect him for how he treats his kids.