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He cleans up. He cooks, he wants to try new things and do new things. He is appreciative! OMG you guys! He actually says things like "wow, this dinner is amazing, thank you so much for cooking!" or "wow, you are really good at x, that is so cool!" get this you guys- this is crazy. There was this one day I had gone pretty far out of my way to do him a favor, (very happily), but he was weirdly short when i got there to deliver the items to him. very uncharacteristic. After i left i was thinking I should probably call and tell him i didn't appreciate that very much, but was everything ok?-- when the phone rang. he was calling to apologize for being so short with me, he realized after i left he was being rude and he was very, very appreciative. this man OWNED his mistake and APOLOGIZED immediately! WHAT. IS. THIS?! Shut the front door!

And he calls me on my bullshit. God, I love that. If I'm being ridiculous, I want to know it-- and he tells me! He does not let me get away with it. And damned if he's not the same way-- I don't even know how to handle a mature adult... it's so wonderfullll

he leaned in to the kids thing. last week he came over for dinner. my four year old was in a special mood. usually she's the spunkiest kid around, but she was being a grade-a turd that night. i was already about to breakdown when he got there with some of the dinner food. he took one look at me, gave me a quick hug, and said he'd take my daughter out in the back yard for a minute if that was ok... OK?! hell yes, please take it! and he took the dog too. are you kidding me, i can cook dinner without things yapping at me?! i about cried. he came in after a few minutes and asked me if i was ok, and what he could do to help. i was still pretty frazzled, and just muttered "yeah i'm frazzled, i don't really even know..." he just gave me a long hug, and said he was there for me, and it'd be ok. gave me a peck on the forehead and took off to play with the kids again outside. Then he brought them in and got them to help set the table. he did everything, i have never in my entire adult life gotten to sit down for dinner while everyone else gets the table set and food ready and drinks and etc. After dinner, he made a point of telling the kids he couldn't play till he helped me clean up. and by helped, he meant do everything for me. I literally didn't know what to do with myself you guys. I didn't have anything to do... it was... so... nice.  I tell my man all the time how appreciative i am of him, and he feels uncomfortable about it because he doesn't think he's doing anything special. Guys, he thinks this is normal and everyone is like that. What?! False. These men are few and far between from what i've seen.

The craziest thing to me here is he wants me. he. wants. me. What in the ever living hell is wrong with this man?? He is in his senior year of college, he could do anything he wants, the world is his oyster. Oh sure, he could have tumblr'd his way through a gazillion hot college girls his own age; that weren't long-distance, that didn't have kids, but no. He picked me. Me, with my baggage, and my kids, and my stretch marks, and my sarcasm for days. Me, that is hard headed and opinionated, and can barely hold it together every day. I don't know what I did to get this guy, but I'm sure as hell gonna do everything i can to make him as happy as he makes me every day. My heart didn't even know i needed him...

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