When I send Adam an email that is trying to be funny, he sends me an email that is funnier.
When I tell Adam that I feel worried/insecure/lame, he makes me feel safe/happy/successful.
I almost always feel like I got the better end of this marriage thing. (Except I'm better at finding things...no, not geographical things. He knows where things are, inexplicably, in cities we've never been to. I know where things are in our cupboards and closets.)
When we hiked to the Ice Caves recently, I snapped a few pictures. Adam did this with his phone:
(click on the image and drag--it will take you 360 degrees)
On the second panorama, can you spy (with your little eye) Geri and me helping Raelyn with her shoes (our niece)? Can you see Emma being The Thinker in Rodin fashion? The boys are there too. I don't know what they're doing.
Life with Adam is a pretty good gig.