He is the head of the house and makes me laugh daily. I met him when I was seventeen, on a blind-date that I did not want to go on. Fortunately, I went, because I cannot imagine being with a better man. He provides for our family and I am thankful daily for all that he does for us. He sacrifices, he loves, and he supports.
He is probably one of the most patient people I have met, which is good, because I can be emotional and need a patient person to wait for me to have a rational thought. He is hardworking and often needs to be reminded to relax. He loves cutting wood, bicycling, reading, napping, and back rubs. Oh yes, and his dogs. He loves his dogs. We have two, which I list later.
Emily (Our Oldest, daughter aka Little Miss)
Kevin and I have the privelage of calling her our daughter. We adopted her shortly after her first dad died. She has lived with us since she was five years old. She is a super smart, very beautiful child. She has her own blog that she posts on regularly with thoughts, reports, and poems. She loves to play the piano, do art, and play outside.
She also dives competitively. She is phenomenal and amazes me with her fishlike ability. Since the time that she moved in with us, I have called her my little fish. The first day she was at our house, we went down to our community pool and she decided she was going to learn to swim. Within two hours she had doggy paddling down, and it did not take her long to learn the rest of the strokes. Now she out-swims us all!
Julia (The baby, daughter)
Julia is a calming presence in our home. From the time Emily moved in with us, to the time she was born it was seven years. Before her there were many (8) foster children, who all were able to move back home with their mommies. We never knew we would be blessed with a baby to call our very own. We are all enamored with her and Emily loves having a sister she can keep.
Skeezix (Rat Terrier: dog; aka Skeezasaurus)
He was our first dog, we ever owned as a family. My husband had told me when we got married, I would never get a dog, because they were annoying. Once we got him, I realized I agreed with him whole-heartedly, but unfortunately my husband is in love, and will often point out that Skeezix is his best friend. When I point out, that I am supposed to be his best friend, he will just simply say, "I'm not the one that ruled dogs are man's best friend. It's just a fact-of-life. Sorry honey." So I've been replaced... by a dog... one that eats its own poop and sleeps in our bed.
Misty (Rat Terrier: dog; aka the Mistadon)
We bought Misty, so Kevin's best friend would have a canine best friend. This worked out lovely and has made Skeezix less annoying to me, because, well, she is ten times more annoying with her constant licking, pawing, and spastic movements.