So, I know this guy. I talk about him a lot. I guess because I love him. I have a feeling that few people really know how hard this guy has to work. His responsibility plate is overflowing. Now, this isn't uncommon, but I have seen few men handle their world with the grace that this guy does. That's why I call him "the Champ".
He is all red. He is determination. He leads without effort. He has music in his bones and God in his heart. He shows his affection with giggles and goofy voices. You can bet he's got a Pepsi or "bull" nearby.
There are those times in the day when he gets a little cranky--- like when he is hungry. Just offer this guy some pizza and wings and he'll be spitting our some sick rhymes in no time.
Conquering his demons has made him who he is today, but his mistakes do not define him. Anyone who knows him can see something special. Nothing in his character is ordinary.
Organization of his duties yields his success. He is an inspiration to people like me.
He likes saying words like "wife" and "daughter". These words mean something real. Something worth working hard for. These words mean the work was worth it. Words like these matter. Words like these mean everything's going good. Words like these mean he's come along way.
He loves his dad...he learned about hard work, honesty, and the gospel from Kurt. I'm thankful to have those principles in my home now.
I like it when he tells me stories. Even if it's the second or third time I've hear them. I like the way he tells them.
I think it's silly when he pushes his lip up over his front teeth like a rabbit.
I think it's annoying when he snorts his snot into his throat like a pig. (No man is perfect.)
I think it's sweet how he's quick with a sincere apology after ever argument.
The man is so dang clever.
I hate when he's right. He's blessed with logic. I get swept up in emotion.
I'm thankful he's patient. 'Cause I want everything NOW!
I can't stay mad at him and he's the easiest person to forgive. (It's hard to be mad at some one with a mustache)
I never met a man that could sling a yo-yo like him. I never met a man that cried while singing primary songs with me. Nobody's as good as him.
"I don't see what anyone can see in anyone else but you"
It is hard to understand why we fall in love. The things I love about him are the same things that drive me nuts. I know without a doubt that this is the guy that Heavenly Father wants me to be with. He will keep me grounded. He will remind me what is important when I get wrapped up in myself.
I know he's not perfect but neither am I. We learn together and are growing together. I watch him love Saylor and she watches loving each other. She crawls around like a puppy when she misses him because that's what they do together.
When we were dating he shared his vision of raising Saylor with me.
He taught her to pick her nose.
He is self-conscious, so I try to tell him how sexy he is to me as often as possible (and I mean every word).
The Champ gave me one of the greatest blessings I've ever received. He took on the role of my "Saylor's daddy". He gave us the opportunity to all be together forever. He offered us completion.
Behold, I give unto you power, that whatsoever ye shall seal on earth
shall be sealed in heaven..