This weekend, while I spent my days in the city, getting continuing education credit to maintain my ASL interpreter certification, Steve was tending to our home and family. Not only did he manage to keep the house reasonably clean, he also made time to:
:: do umpteen loads of laundry (and fold them!)
:: have dinner ready for me every evening when I landed back home, exhausted from the ten hour day
:: keep Zinnia happily entertained by bike riding, hiking, and the appropriate amount of naked gardening time
:: he also took it upon himself to collect nine pounds of tomatoes, and two and half pounds of beans, and set to the task of canning and pickling, while I watched from the comfort of the couch.
I swear, there is nothing this man can't do.
I love him.