4.14.2010

brent's gift

For those of you that didn't know, today is my birthday. Hoorah. My students joked all day that I am now 42. Gotta love 8th grade humor. It has been a wonderful day, my co-workers and students were awesome [another reason I love teaching...if you didn't read the post yesterday] but mostly thanks in large part to my wonderful, thoughtful, and talented husband.

Last year Brent got up in the middle of the night and posted notes all over the apartment telling me things he loved about me, and then he came to my school with a delicious ice cream cake! Yum.

This year he went a step above and beyond most and wrote me another song. For those of you that think it is cheesy, I'm sorry for you, because it is awesome. This is the 9th song he has written me, but it is the first song he has written since we got married [and I think it helped that I just gave him new guitar strings as a "congrats-on-the-new-job" ... but more on that later]. So he totally surprised me with this one. As all songs go, they are better when listened to, but for now I wanted to share the lyrics. I think my family will get a kick out of it, and I think it will show you all how incredibly blessed I am to get to call this man my husband and best friend. He would do anything for me, and loves me and my many, many faults :-). Thanks, Brent. You're too good to me.

What I Love

She says she has a crooked smile
She warns me she was, an ornery child
But I don't see, no I don't see that
It's what I love...

She takes all the peas from her food
She wishes she had more dance moves
But I don't see, no I don't see that
It's what I love...

**Chorus: I don't see her in that way
No I don't see all those things she sees
Because all I see are all the things I love
All I see are all the things I love
What I love...what I love.

She claims she always needs more sun
She tries working out but hates to run
I don't mind, no I don't mind that
It's what I love...

She asks for massages every night
She yells the loudest when we fight
But I don't mind, no I don't mind that
It's what I love...

**Chorus

At the airport she stares too long
Her grip on my wallet might be too strong
But I don't notice, no I don't notice
It's what I love...

When she wakes up her pillow is wet
She finds a way to win every bet
But I don't notice, no I don't notice
It's what I love...

**Chorus

5 comments:

Sharon said...

That is great. You have a little glimpse of heaven here on earth - to be loved with an unconditional love. And speaking of love....... I love you too, even though you were an ornery child and did (and still do) pick all the peas out of your food, you were (and are) my brown eyed beauty. Happy Birthday Delsey Nae!

Dan said...

I think he must have written that after this weekend...the peas, the sun...it's perfect. I told you buying those strings would pay off! Happy Birthday Kels! And Brent, as always - you're a good man ;-)

Dan said...

oops...that was from Kali. For some reason I'm signed in as Dan.

Barb said...

So, you think 42 is old?

just the usual noises said...

uuuuhhhh Brent! that song was awesome:) so clever so cute so perfect.
Im glad you married that gorgeous 24 year old. God couldnt have gotten it so right.
Happy Birthday Kels love you.