Your daddy!

Sometimes I accuse J of being selfish, or not caring for me.
This morning I realized the error of my ways as I was blowdrying my hair (of course, this is the best place to have meaningful epiphanies, second only to the bathtub and just ahead of the toilet).
1. Your pops sets our alarm to 6:30am everynight when he gets into bed, even though it is closer to me. I used to think it was because he was more paranoid about it being on, but I know he enjoys doing this for me.
2. When our alarm goes off, he gets up. He doesn't have to get up until 7:15am, but he gets up early with me.
3. He does the dishes from the night before.
4. He makes my lunch.
5. He puts my toast in.

Then, if he has time, he pulls his guitar down and plays for a little bit, until I invariably say "J...can you grab me this thing or that thing?" and he always does that for me.

Then we bike or walk to work together. I try and hold the door for his bike, as a tiny token for him. He used to steal a kiss from me as I went into the library, but the doormen are so creepy, i got him to stop this habit.

Then he emails me "cafe?" or calls me at 9:30am to walk to the coffee shop between our work places.
6. He buys me a cafe, or muffin. He gets himself the cheap black coffee, I get the overpriced lattes.
7. At lunch we'll jog together, eat together, or if I'm teaching yoga, he will wait outside the building, just to walk back to the library with me or down the block.


Every single day. Love him