My joy
The bright spot in my day, who smiles at me and tucks me in and drags me out of bed in the morning, who tickles me mercilessly and laughs when I steal the covers, who comforts me when I cry, who makes dumb puns and only expects me to groan, who tries so hard to get me to love myself, who supports me even when I don't want it, and doesn't ask for anything when I have nothing to give.
We look really squinty eyed in this scaled down version for some reason. We went wine tasting in Los Olivos and then to Santa Barbara with some friends of his last Saturday. It was a great day.