Over this weekend, I've been doing some pondering. I've noticed that the real love shows up in the small mundane tasks of daily life. Like when one is scampering about over the sour cream and the other is fondly giggling with appreciation. And then I think, "okay, I get it. He's really into her..." It's not the surface, good behavior stuff. Like every time I'm flippering around, jumping on mattresses, and taking 20 minutes to park the car, he laughs and smiles. Pretty much kills me.

And this morning I spied Rodney running across the chain linked fence in the way way back of the yard. Yay! Ride on Rodney!!