I love that he runs and gets my cell phone for me every single night after I am tucked into bed. Because I always forget it. I love that he cleans the kitchen when its dirty. And won't let me do it. I love that after a long day with middle school kids, night class, parent/teacher meetings and walking the dog we always spend the entire evening talking. I love that he spent his spring break doing honey-dos around the house for me. Without one complaint. I love him because he is a Godly example of love and patience. I love him for who he makes me.