A (slightly lame) ode to my husband...

 

You make me coffee in the morning

You often pass gas without warning

 

You workout with me and keep me going

You cut the grass when it is growing

 

You love football (especially the Illini)

You are a tall, dark handsome guy

 

You tickle and wrestle with Lucy and Bel

You have an important job, and do it well

 

You are still the funniest guy I know

Your love you are not afraid to show

 

I am so lucky God gave me you

Kisses and hugs to my boo!