This sweet dude. Just horsin' around. (Love that smile!)
I love that John makes me laugh. I'll admit that sometimes I get frustrated with how goofy he is, but ultimately, I love that he can be his silly self around me! Life is more joyful having someone to laugh with!
I love John's intelligence. I am going to sound super arrogant, here, but I used to say my dream guy was one who was smarter than I was. I knew I needed someone who would straight up humble me and put me in my place, reminding me I don't really know everything (I have a tendency to sometimes get a little delusional with that). John is crazy smart, and I respect his intelligence. I remember in middle school, I'd see him do Sudoku puzzles (which was super rare for the cool kids, let me tell ya!), and I would always say, "My dad loves those too!" Funny how things work out.
Speaking of middle school, I love that I've known the kid since third grade. I love that in our first conversation, he called me stupid. He was always the cool boy, and I was always the dorky girl who somehow got in with the cool girls, who all dated said cool boy. John and I know everything about each other's pasts, as far as dating goes, and character goes, and family goes. Sometimes it can be painful for us to know everything about each other (he saw me win a pie-eating contest in seventh grade, back when I was a little twiggy garbage disposal...), but for the most part, it's so nice to know one another like that.
Workin' that cowlick in the third grade yearbook picture...
I love John's sense of adventure. We've had some wonderful adventures (like our trips to Savannah), and some pretty sucky adventures (like a Groupon for some sort of scavenger hunt/ race thing), but ultimately, I love that we do wild, out-of-the-box things as a team! Our first date was a "marathon date," because we went to different schools and were milking the time we got to spend together. We went to breakfast, a Checkers hockey game, the park, lunch, the Discovery Place, dinner, a Bobcats basketball game, and Steak 'n' Shake. And we were both exhausted afterwards, but so thrilled, because we realized how much fun we could have together. And we still do!
I just really love these people (partly because this night at mini golf they pardoned me from their "only one mulligan per game" rule... They pretended like I wasn't the worst golfer they'd ever seen.)
If boys interacting with babies doesn't melt your heart, I doubt anything could. It especially warms my heart when it's this boy with this ridiculously precious baby (my second cousin, Charlotte).
What a stud.
I hope you haven't thrown up all over your keyboard from mushiness overload, but I couldn't resist the opportunity to talk about one of my favorites! I really am one blessed gal! Hope everyone's weeks are off to a fabulous start!