This evening Todd and I were caught in a rain and hail storm after going out into Grand Teton National Park. We were wearing clothes over our bathing suits. The rain was coming down so hard I was afraid to get out of the car. He ran inside and came back to the car wearing only his swim suit, a large blanket over his head, and a big smile. He held the blanket to shelter us both as we ran through the downpour and into the house. We put the baby down and went back outside to sit in the hot tub and let the rain fall on our heads and faces. It was glorious.

True Love

Todd and I both woke up to pee at 4:45 this morning. When we got back to bed we stayed up talking and laughing our heads off for an hour. Finally, we had to force ourselves to be quiet so we could get some sleep before our doctor appointment this morning.

Todd and I both said, "That's so nectar" at the same time the other night (Schmidt).
After Todd slurped a strand of mango he and I both said, "slimy, yet satisfying."
We are the same.

Late Night Chat

Last night Todd and I both woke up around 4 am for no particular reason. We stayed up for at least an hour talking about really important things. He said such amazing and sweet things to me that I really needed to hear. We discussed matters fundamental to a healthy relationship and belief system and it was reassuring to see that we are both on the same page. We agree wholeheartedly on things that matter and I felt such strength listening to him and confidence in expressing myself. These were words that probably wouldn't have been exchanged during the day when we're busy making meals, tidying the house and heading off to work. Our dinner dates usually include good and important conversation, but dinners alone are rare (and Jackson Hole is found lacking in restaurants that are both good and reasonably priced). 

the happiest i've ever seen beyoncé

Todd is the husband of the year. He's the husband of a/my lifetime. He worked with me from 8pm all night to 10am on my thesis paper. I never really understand how. I don't know how he can handle it. I am always an emotional wreck and basket case who feels suicidal around 3am. I fear I have become too reliant on him when it comes to my assignments. It's like when I was in middle school and I just needed my mom to sit in the chair beside me so I could do my homework. She didn't even need to help, just sit quietly and supportively by. Anyway, I don't know why he does the most boring, tedious, and laborious things to help me out. I hope that I do things like that for someone...maybe. Maybe I don't...but I hope someone appreciates what I do for them as much as I appreciate Todd for what he does for me. 

This is how I feel about him:

cute boys

Sometimes Todd just talks to make noise, but sometimes it turns out so cute.
"Hillary, I am the way that I am...because I was born in love with you. So...we can have babies and live forever and go to Never Never Land. Togetherland."

tord.

the best type of husband is the kind that will stay up with you all night editing your really long paper.