A Dozen Roses

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Twelve reasons why I love you, Mrs. Sarcastro. Mind the thorns.

1. The way you crack yourself up when you say something intentionally stupid in order to get my blood pressure up.

2. Your hair. Or, more accurately, how much time you spend fooling the world into thinking you don’t have curly hair. Mostly I love waking up with my face nestled in it after a rare night without the baby sleeping between us.

3. The way you cry at EVERY episode of the Extreme Home Makeover show. Let’s not even get started on how you get hooked on every damn reality show that is forced upon the public. You are eagerly anticipating “Flavor of Love 3”, and that’s all we are going to say about that.

4. You dragged me kicking and screaming into parenthood. I’m glad you did. We got a precious and dangerously cute baby boy out of the deal.

5. The use of the euphemisms “dadgummit” and “oh, foot!” and “I swannee(?)”

6. The amount of patience you have with my tomfoolery.

7. You still look mighty good in them jeans.

8. The way you make our baby laugh. Ok, really I’m jealous of that.
9. That beautiful smile. That picture you have in the car of us, early in the courtship, you are grinning ear to ear. It is one of my favorite pictures of you. If I wreck the car, it will be due to staring at your picture. Thus, any auto accident I am involved in is YOUR fault. My insurance company will be in touch.

10. You could have done a lot better. As luck would have it, you lowered your standards about the time I came along.

11. Despite what for most people would be crippling neuroses and an obsessive-compulsive disorder that rivals Howard Hughes’, you get a herculean amount of things done in a day. Between work and the kids, you get up before dawn and go to bed late, and go non-stop in between. It amazes me how much burden you shoulder, and I admire your strength.

12. You don’t make me want to be a better man. Just by you being in my life, I’m a better man.

Happy Valentine’s Day, baby.

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9 Responses to “A Dozen Roses”

  1. Ginger Says:

    That is one of the most precious things I have ever read.

    Happy V-D to both of you!

  2. W Says:

    Wow, she must be impressive to inspire that. Good for you both. 🙂

    So there are occasionally nights the baby sleeps in his own bed? I hope we someday get there too.

  3. Malia Says:

    You sir, are a very surprising man. I’m glad you shared these thoughts with the rest of us. Kudos!

  4. Scott Smith Says:

    Lucky bastard!

  5. Music City Bloggers » Blog Archive » Love Is In The Air Says:

    […] Valentine’s Day, Sarcastro style – and I have to say, I was a bit surprised by his candor and openness but glad to see his biting wit is still in place: That beautiful smile. That picture you have in the car of us, early in the courtship, you are grinning ear to ear. It is one of my favorite pictures of you. If I wreck the car, it will be due to staring at your picture. Thus, any auto accident I am involved in is YOUR fault. My insurance company will be in touch. […]

  6. john h Says:

    I am beyond impressed. Glad my wife doesn’t read blogs…

  7. Holiday Grinch Says:

    …wish my husband did!

  8. Lynnster Says:

    Very sweet, and you two were made for each other is my call. She is a terrific lady. 🙂

  9. sistasmiff Says:

    Ok…what did you do with our crotchety, yet loveable, Sarcastro? Where’d you put him?

    I knew that was in there somewhere.

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