Five years and Counting

So, this is my third entry today. a record i think. I'm such a procrastinator ... i don't wanna pack! We have all day tomorrow to get the kids clothing and all their paraphernalia together. Today is a special day because it has been FIVE years since Colin and I got married. It's hard to believe. And we have two children already. We celebrated by ordering food to be picked up. (Very exciting I know). We rarely order food or go out to eat - usually only when we have friends in town, or are meeting up with friends here. We're pretty cheap when it come to food, and we try to cook every night. 0r heat up leftovers. Anyway, we "splurged" at got some "cajun" food from a little place called Dodie's. It was pretty good ... could have been more enjoyable if Cooper wasn't screaming his cute little head off throughout the whole meal. I don't understand ... he was SO happy until 6:15, and then he has been screaming until about 20 minutes ago. I guess that is why colic drives everyone crazy - you just can't make sense of it.
Anyway, back to the point of this blog. I love my husband. He sometimes drives me absolutely crazy, but I love him. The things that drive me crazy are so ridiculous and not really of any importance. They don't even compare to all the wonderful things I love about him. But, just for fun, let's list them. (And I am fairly sure that they are true of all men)
1. He is terrible at estimating time or distance. I recall walking over 20 blocks in the cold in Chicago when our destination was "just 10 or 12 blocks" away. "I'll be home around three" : translation: "I'll be home at six."
2. He self-admittedly cannot do two things at once. When on the phone with anyone he must sit or stand still. He cannot perform even the most mindless tasks like wash dishes, or fold clothes. Not that those are much fun to do, but I can't imagine being on the phone without doing something else. I talk on the phone quite a bit, but I can hardly stand to JUST talk on the phone. The fridge can get cleaned out, shelves in the laundry room rearranged, and beds made during that time.
3. I have to nag him to get haircuts, and it gets all unruly and fuzzy on his neck .
4. He can't read my mind.


Reasons I love Colin:
1. He is terrible at estimating time or distance
2. He can't do two things at once.
3. He is amazingly compassionate and wants to take care of me and our boys.
4. He is great at finding things on the internet ... like where I can purchase my face wash, or the cheapest site for a collection of books I want for Jackson.
5. He talks to me with respect, and is never condescending or rude.
6. He's so smart, and knows all about physics and stuff. It's way above my head.
7. He is a great gift-giver and puts so much thought into what he gets for me or anyone he is shopping for.
8. He listens to me. Not much of a talker in groups of people - pretty quiet as most of you know - but he is always listening and taking to heart what others are saying.
9. He helps me with projects like getting the announcements done, or sending out Christmas cards. He even pretends to show interest when I ask his opinion about something I'm making - like curtains for JAckson's room, or whatever the project.
10. He is an amazing father. He tickles Jackson until he cries, and plays with him like a little kid himself. This year they have spent many hours with the train around the Christmas tree.
11. He goes to work everyday to provide for our family, and he wants me to be home with the kids. He appreciates the little things I do each day that seem so mundane like laundry and dishes and vacuuming.
12. He is a dreamer. Always talking about our future and all the little children we will have (we will have to see about that).
13. He has made our backyard look really good by planting flowers, putting in beds, and fertilizing the grass.
I'm too tired to write anymore, but the truth is that I don't deserve Colin. I'm overly critical most of the time, and often look at the world in a very sinical way. I am so blessed to have him in my life.
Happy anniversary Colin. One day soon, after we are finished having kids, and they are a little older, we will get to take an amazing trip together, or go to dinner and not have to be home in time for me to nurse the baby. As for right now, we can savor the few minutes we get together when the kids are not needing our attention. We can appreciate the everyday moments.