Quirky

There are many reasons why I love my husband.

He kills big, gross spiders for me.

...and the teeny tiny ones too...

He tolerates my shoe addiction.

He laughs at my so-not-funny-jokes.

He holds my hand...always.

He builds up my self-esteem.

He makes me laugh.

He's sweet & romantic.

He's incredibly thoughtful

But lately, I really love one quirky thing about him...

He's become obsessed with Grey's Anatomy.

Yup.

You see, a couple weeks ago, I was lying on the couch, watching season one of Grey's while I waited for Thomas to get home from school.

He came home, gave me a kiss, and cuddled up with me on the couch while the episode finished. 

When it was over, I said I'd turn it off.

He said, "No, it's okay. You can watch another, I'm gonna make something to eat."

So I started another while he got a late-night dinner, and then came back and sat on the couch with me.

When the next episode finished, I got up to turn it off, saying, "Alright, we gotta get to bed, it's late."

To which he cried, "No wait! One more!!"

I just about died laughing.

He's always given me crap about Grey's Anatomy, and here he was wanting to watch more. And now, what's even funnier, he wants to watch it every night.

Literally.

And it's always his suggestion, not mine.

He gets home from school and we'll have an hour or so before we need to go to bed, and I'll ask him, "What would you like to do?"
His response is always "Let's watch Grey's."

I hung out with some girls after I got off work yesterday, and Thomas was home from school before I was home from girl time. 

I found him lying on the couch watching Grey's without me...

He makes me laugh...