You were born to love me

Ever since lance and I have been dating everyone has told me how lucky I am to have him.

Duh, like I don't know that.  Lance has been wonderful since day one of our married life. And I, like Bronco Mendenhall, am constantly raising the bar and wanting him to always be better. However, he is constantly exceeding any desire, going beyond any expectation and rising above previous levels of perfection.  I am an ungrateful wife.  Well, outwardly that is.  I do not and have not let him know enough how amazing I think he is.

for instance, right now as I type this I am visiting my sister at a hotel in Midvale. Last night we ate at Cheesecake Factory (the lemon herb roasted chicken is sooooo good) I slept the entire night, this morning I woke up and went shopping, worked out at the gym, came back to the hotel and did some scrapbooking, enjoyed some peace and quiet.  When I called him to check in he said I should try and stay Another night.  the only thing that would make this better is if Lance was with me. 

So where is Lance.?He is spending his vacation day waking up at 5 am to feed Cameron, driving carpool to preschool, cleaning messes, and everything else that 3 young boys require. Do I deserve this special treatment. Of course not. But he does this for me because, well, he is Lance.

I love you, Lance. My heart over flows with gratitude because I know you were born to love me!

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Fun on the four wheeler

Im not sure who had more fun, Grandpa or the boys. Grandpa, had a new toy ready for the boys when we got to Oregon two weeks ago.  A little gas powered four wheeler was the highlight of the trip. And after the two weeks were up I don't know who was more exhausted.

Darren was a little throttle happy. He only knows one speed and that is fast. So Grandpa got his excercise by running behind and pulling the rip cord to shut it off if Darren got to close to crashing. Thanks for the fun, Dad!!