No, I’m not telling you to marry a reptilian/man hybrid, just the man underneath the mask.
You know…the one that will put on a silly mask just to make his kids laugh (and his wife too.)
The guy that works hard for his family and often puts his needs dead last.
The guy that goes to three different grocery stores to try and find his pregnant wife that special macaroni salad she just has to have (or the baby has to have.)
The guy that isn’t afraid to speak up when he disagrees with you because he knows your love is strong enough to withstand it.
The guy that will change your beloved cat’s litter the entire time you are pregnant and even for a couple months after that because he knows you are just too tired to do it.
The guy that leaves the toilet seat up too much and crumbs all over the kitchen counter too often, because nobody is perfect.
