Can't resist...

First there's that awesome, handsome smile that makes the world a better place, and those bright eyes. He's wonderfully sensitive and sensible too. He's always there to tell me I'm beautiful when I need it (and when I don't!). He's also very respectful. He has a good sense of humour, and he's tremendously funny, to me anyway. He stays just ahead of me so I can draft off him - such a strong cyclist, especially on hills - but he's also getting better at accepting to take off and do his thing when I just feel like riding quietly. He works so, so hard, never gives up, just keeps plugging away at those immense books he has to read for school. He openly shares his emotions. When I have to travel, he misses me, but doesn't make me feel guilty of leaving. He shares my affection for the plush "family" that lives in our bedroom, and thought Happy Feet was the movie of the year. He's a wonderful athlete and ... well, has the body that goes with it. He love to cuddle, and knows the importance of hugging me when he just walks by. The few minutes we get to spend together, talking about small things and smiling to each other, before falling asleep every night make a good day out of every day.