My Wonderful Kyle

Kyle never ceased to make me fall in love with him again and again. He has such a good heart. I often think of how lucky I am to be married to him. This past week I mentioned somewhere in a conversation that I try to keep the house presentable so when people come for pictures I look at least slightly professional. I wasn't hinting or anything, but next thing I knew Kyle was out mowing the lawn and weeding the flower beds. Just when I thought the guy couldn't get any more lovable, he let Kekoa help him mow in a very patient, fatherly way. Those little things I notice and appreciate so much. My mom has said that Kyle is the kind of guy she thought only existed in stories. How blessed my boys and I are. Kyle is one in a million. . . no one in a trillion.