Saturday, March 31, 2012

They're My Favorite

I love my husbands forearms.

LOVE them.

He was just in the garage, building something and had his sleeves rolled up and oh.my.lawd.

Ten years and three kids later the sight of his sweaty forearms -- preferably with a watch -- sends me.

Now, I've always loved his forearms, but since we have a history together it goes deeper.

Those arms have held me for ten years. Have held our babies for eight years. They provide for us. They love us.

The

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  1. Love it!! My favorite part of my hubby are his upper arms. When he wears a short sleeve tshirt I will sneak up and push up the sleeve a bit and kiss his bicep. For the same reason...they hold us all up with their strength. ; )

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  2. I freaking love this.

    That's all.

    Love this.

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  3. YES. I feel the same way about Sam's arms. He's all into his runner's legs but I'm like, "Legs what?"

    Now I'm all hot and bothered.

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