I know... what happened to his hair? Apparently he doesn't want it anymore. Lame. But I still love him! He's so much fun, and does all kinds of things for me. Dishes, laundry, dinner, makes the bed... not every day, but neither do I every day. And he plays with me... scrabble... and lots of Mario Kart. He even lets me win sometimes. And sometimes I can convince him to go on a fun hike with me... hence the above photo.
Mostly right now I love him because he's so sure that things in our kind of crazy stressful life are going to work out perfectly. One of us really needs to believe that with all their heart, and right now that isn't me. Ok, I do believe it, but more in the "eventually" sense of the word. I HATE moving out. Moving in is ok. Moving out is ridiculously stressful. You can ask anyone who has ever watched me try to keep it together while packing. But Stephen is totally calm about this whole life changing business, and that's exactly what I need from him. So I love him because he is all I need, and he loves me even when I'm feeling scared and selfish.
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