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Happy Anniversary, Honey

In honor of our thirteenth anniversary, here are thirteen things I love about my husband.
  1. He has always cleaned the bathroom, ever since we got married.
  2. He is a VERY involved father.
  3. His bald head is SO handsome.
  4. He is a VERY generous gift giver.
  5. He works hard, day after day, month after month to provide for our family.
  6. I can always make him laugh. He thinks I'm really funny...
  7. He holds my hand when we take walks.
  8. He supports my passion for all things photography/scrapbooking.
  9. He is completely trustworthy and faithful.
  10. I can beat him at Scrabble.
  11. He does the dishes every night.
  12. He is a very good friend to many men.
  13. He puts up with me - and that's no small task.

I love you honey.

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  1. Kelly - if you read this, I'm trying to get to your blog - for some reason I can't get into any site that is Steve's. He's trying to help me, but I'm happy to be tagged - I'll do it just as soon as I can get in to your blog!

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