It's my turn Mitch

Well, I guess it is my turn to publicly express my love for my little hot momma. Out of the next 10 days I will be gone 8 and it got me thinking this morning about how I don't always appropriately say goodbye to my wife. So here it goes:

Kim, you complete me. I see life differently when you are around. You are my glue and my sanity. You have been with me for 9 years and I have been your husband for 8 1/2 of those. Those years have been the best of my life. I have never been so committed to anyone else's happiness. I dream about you almost every night. Not those kinky, dirty dreams but dreams about us just hanging out. I adore your laugh and just being near you. You are the nicest person that I have ever been around. You never think about yourself even though I wish you would sometimes. I know that you care about me more than anything because you show me. You are always there to help me out when I haven't had time to eat or when I have been working out in the yard you always have a cold drink there for me. You are patient with me when I have a bad day. You support me and what I do 1000%. Yes that is one thousand. You don't question my dreams, you just listen and say, "Let's make it happen." You don't know how much that means to me as a man and as your husband. I hope that I give you even a fraction of that. You make me who I am. You make me want to be better, To treat you better, to be a better dad, to care about others more.

I love to read your love notes. I still have all of them. I have one hanging in my office right now. I read it when I am having a tough day. I cannot think of being with anyone else and am entirely happy to have found you. I found love in you. I thought that I knew what love was. I thought that I loved before you. I was wrong. I see my love for you like one that that is eternal. My mind and my soul are bonded with you. I would go farther for you than I would go for myself.

You are the mother of our children. You have the ability to create life and what a group of wonderful lives you have created. You have turned them into the cutest kids ever. I see little parts of you in all of them. Hailee has your commitment. She loves being around me because you love being around me. She sees how you treat me and she wants to do the same. Abby has your sassyness. She is so cute and knows how to get her way. She sees how you are a strong woman and knows that she wants to be like you. Rooster has your sense of humor. She loves to be around you and get tickled and she comes running when you laugh. She wants to see what you think is so funny. Mia has your indecision. She can't make up her mind if she wants held or not, if she wants a bottle or not, if she wants to go to sleep or not. I see you in all of them and they LOVE you.

You are my wife and are truely my best friend. Most guys say it but when they get around their friends, they forget about that and just want to hang out. I usually cut my hanging out short just to get back to you. You are my heart. Without you it would cease to function. I'm forever grateful for your love and proud to be your husband. I will see you in my dreams as I am away.

Waterskiing with the YM

We had a good old time last night. I will preface this story with the fact that I have tried to go wakeboarding so many times. I have never been able to get up, ever, not even close. Well yesterday we went out for YM's and the boys all went. I didn't think that I was going to go because I knew my previous experience and it sucked to be drug around by a boat in 10 foot increments for 4 hours. Well, they looked like they were having so much fun so I decided that I would give it a try. I did and was in the water for what seemed like an hour, but was probably more like 20 minutes trying to get up. My forearms were on fire and I decided to hang it up, saying I would give it another try later. Well, later came around and I didn't want to do it. My excuse was that it was too cold. My reality was that my arms were on fire and I knew that I was just going to sit in the water for another 20 minutes, swallow water and be all bitter about wakeboarding afterwards. Steve Davis convinced me of the fact that it wasn't cold and I didn't want to bring up my real excuses because, well, I am a man dangit. So I got everything on and jumped in the water. I assumed the position but took on a new grip that I saw Steve use which is the baseball grip. It got ripped out of my hands so I got gloves on. The first time it worked. I was suddenly standing and went for a while before I tried some "moves" I reversed stance. It worked well, then I hit the wake and ate fish. I tried again and failed, then I got up 3 more times. Adjusting my stance from decrepid old man to 31 year old unconfident man worked a little better. It was awesome. Thanks Blake, Conrad and Steve for the good times. Even though I am in pain trying to type this message because my forearms are killing me, I had a lot of fun.
PS, that is totally me last night. I pulled off a flip my 3rd time around. :)