Waking up to the wiggly movements of my sweet Havie Raye, I rolled over to see that Steve was not in bed next to me. The thought first ran through my mind that it was only 7:00, is he already up on his only day to sleep in? I was sure that he must have just gotten up to get something to eat, or that maybe he was downstairs playing Xbox. After snuggling a bit longer with the baby I decided to see where hewas and what was worth him getting out of bed so early. Seeing that he wasn't at the bar eating his usual bowl of cereal, or downstairs playing games, I checked the garage. No sign of Steve, however his car was still here so he couldn't be far. I checked the rest of the rooms in the house, still no Steve. I began to worry, where had my husband gone. During the morning ritual of opening the blinds, I caught a glimpse of the hard working man I married. He was out in the front yard digging a new line for the sprinkling system. Certainly not my idea of fun on a Saturday morning. Steve is such a diligent man. He always manages to get all the things done that he needs to, in the few hours each day that he is here. Thank You Steve for all of the many things you do on our behalf. We not only feel your love, but you are great at showing it! I love you!
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I can attest to what a great, hard-working man Steve is just by guaging how often he's had to borrow our sledge hammer. :-) I'm glad Kendall found one on the highway years ago so we could be of some use.
You have a beautiful family!
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