Thank you for staying up with me until four in the morning, whispering comforting words, holding me close and never letting go while I cried in your arms. Thank you for taking your morning off work so we could have even more time snuggling and watching our favorite funny morning anchor. And thank you for laughing it off when all those people at the grocery store gave you dirty looks because of this giant bruise on my chin that refuses to go away (thanks again wisdom teeth). This is to say, I think you are pretty awesome and I'm glad I get to call you mine. So here's to you, you stud muffin you. I love you.