Things I really love about Calvin

• The way he calls me ten times a day just because he wants to talk.
• The way he comes looking for me or calls for me when I've been out of the room for more than five minutes ("Laura?? Whatcha doin'?").
• His offer to go and buy me some cookies and cream ice cream when it was discovered that two little piggies (who shall remain nameless, but their initials are Michael and Marie) consumed the entire half gallon in one night.
• After turning down his offer to get more ice cream, being presented with a peanutbutter and jelly sandwich to share with a glass of milk, while watching the Charlie Brown Christmas special. (Mmmm... boysenberry jam!)
• That funny voice he uses when he calls me "baby!"
• The way he looks when he takes a long pull off a beer (I'm not nutty - he's sexy!).
• His skillet breakfasts. Oh yes.
• The way his neck smells (and his sweaters).
• The way he scooches his back up against me in bed because he wants to snuggle.
• The fact that he never, ever lets me down. Or anybody else, for that matter.
• The way he kisses the top of my head.
• Did I mention his skillet breakfasts? Yes? Um, okay.
• His hands.
• His ability to put anything together, fix anything, and build anything.
• The cute way he sleeps, on his side with his hands tucked up under his head.
• I've mentioned it before, but it bears repeating - the way he brings me coffee every. single. morning.
• The silly way he dances around to disco music (no, I'm not making fun of the way he dances - he dances silly on purpose).
• The way he laughs. And his smile.
• The strength in his arms when he hugs me.
• The way he plays "our" song, often, just because.

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