Something Sexy

It was even more than the tall, dark and handsome thing he had going on. Hubby radiated inner bad boy and the good girl in me loved it. However, that has faded away. You just can’t retain that bad boy vibe while humming the soundtrack to “Harold and the Purple Crayon”. He is unashamed. He’ll break out singing "Backyardigans" anywhere, anytime. That is the true secret to his growing sex appeal. He is fearless. Anyone can plunge down a black diamond ski run on one ski, serve in Iraq or dive off a bridge but true courage comes when you are unafraid to show up in full battle rattle, fairy dusted. Our four year old princess always sees to it that every surface is glittered. Daddy’s uniform is no exception. He bravely surrenders to our two daughters and all the sparkle that comes with the territory.

This bold devotion to our family is the main reason I still keep him around. Otherwise, I would have given him the ax the second time I took a midnight plunge in the toilet. I adore him enough to quietly pop myself free from the toilet’s grip, dry off and snuggle back up against him. He is that special. He is the kind of man that retains that "something sexy" even while baby wearing and grooving to toddler tunes. Hubby is proof that there is nothing more attractive than a faithful man who is not afraid to love, treasure and honor his family.

* For the sake of honesty even though he really is that special I am occasionally wicked and smack him ever so sweetly in the face with the pillow before snuggling up against him and forcing him to repeat the mantra, “Toilet Seat Down or Jenny Will Drown”.
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