late last night, josh helped me make what felt like a gazillion pinwheels for one of the dance classes i teach. i am particularly grateful because i know he very well could have just watched that movie he wanted to watch, or have gone to the gym like he usually does, or read his book on the bed beside me as i made the pinwheels. but no, he stepped in on his own to help, sawing and cutting and glueing and pinning for many hours. it was something so simple (and to be honest, not out of character for him at all) but still, it meant a lot and i am thankful.
next time he wants to drive with the convertible top down on the highway, or asks me to go with him to an alumni bbq, or needs a shirt ironed with extra extra starch, i am his girl.