The Buckleys: Yes HE Can

Friday, September 24, 2010

Yes HE Can

Today my sweet husband turns 29...One more year of twenties and then on to being a "grown-up." Just kidding...it is hard to believe we are inching up on 30 though. Bryan is in St. Louis at a work expo and I have missed him lots this week. As they say, absence makes the heart grow fonder.

Although Bryan would despise the Obama-esque connotation (he is a 100% Mitt supporter), I have to say there isn't much my love can't do.

YES HE CAN....

Make me laugh at any moment - whether I’m in the mood to or not.

Make a friend with just about anyone in the room.

Listen intently (when he wants to) and offer great advice and feedback, and help me balance my uneven emotions.

Speak and teach impressively in public with ease - in such a way that everyone seems to listen.

Sooth a crying baby...or two.

Brighten the mood in a hectic house just by walking in the door.

Bring smiles and giggles out of our girls like no one else can.

Quote every single word of Dumb and Dumber...and other various comedies.

Sing Mo-Tab/Operetic-style like nobody's business.

Shimmy in a way that makes the girls (at least his girls) swoon.

Light up a room of old ladies with this contagious smile.

Fix a car, a broken vacuum, a shower drain and lots of other household mishaps.
Do some thoroughly entertaining impersonations (i.e., Jim Carey, Sean Connery, relatives (it may or may not be you) to name a few).

Tease "the ones he loves the most" relentlessly (take it as a sign of his love and affection).

Sympathize with others and open his heart with no strings attached.

Be lovable and sweet and charming.

Love me unconditionally, despite all of my many many faults.

I feel unevenly matched with Bryan in many ways. I am happy to have so many things to love and appreciate about him.

I love you Bry. Happy Birthday.

5 comments:

Kim said...: That was sweet emily
happy birthday bryan! We love you!; September 25, 2010 at 10:38 AM
Sarah said...: Happy Birthday Bryan! Glad to know my sis' is being taken care of by such a great guy. Hope you had a fun day!; September 25, 2010 at 6:10 PM
Ashley said...: Oh I love that post, very cute! I'm sorry you guys weren't able to be together. Seriously this traveling business has got to stop. Hope he saw all the nice things you said, and I think you two are both pretty awesome. The perfect MATCH!; September 25, 2010 at 10:44 PM
Ryan, Shayndel, & Kids said...: Hope Bryan had a very Happy Birthday! He's turning into the "other" road man--hope all of St. Louis got out their singing voices for you!!!

We feel lucky we've gotten to know Bryan better the past 4 yrs. of living in closer proximity. I agree with Em--he's a pretty fantastic guy. But I better never hear about a "Shay impersonation" or my views may change!

Glad your part of the fam, Bryan! Glad my little sister & cutest nieces ever have such a good man to keep them in line. We love you!; September 26, 2010 at 4:16 PM
Worle said...: I hope Bryan had a Happy Birthday, what a bummer he was gone so you guys couldn't spend it together!! Gilbert is turning 30 in a few days. It's a good thing we have someone to grow old with ;); September 27, 2010 at 3:43 PM

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I want to remember it like this...

October 2010:

Both Ivy and Maya say "Dada." Maya says in her growly voice a very clear, "DAD!" They are growing up too fast.

Eleanore likes to look in the mirror next to our table while we are eating dinner and she'll often talk to her reflection. She'll say things like "Who are you?" Yesterday she said, "Bananas smell good. Dirty socks don't smell good."

Eleanore dressed up like a fairy and announced "I am a Fairy Gospel."

In preperation for Halloween, Eleanore has been talking about all the things she could be and pretending to be many different Halloween-like characters including a nice witch and a mean witch. The nice witch laughs like this "HaHaHa" (high pitched and smiling. The mean witch laughs like this "HeHeHe" (low voice and scowl).

September 2010:

A friend of my mine stopped by to visit and she had her friend's son, Adam, with her. Throughout our hour-long visit Eleanore kept repeating "Adam was a prophet, first one that we know..." over and over. I kind of felt bad for the boy (who incidently is not a member of our church and doesn't know that Primary song), but it was pretty funny.

Eleanore has picked up on a few phrases that I use...that I think I picked up from my pops. "I'm exasperated." and "Oh Fiddlesticks." The latter really makes me think of my Dad.

After Bryan brushed Eleanore's hair she turned and said, "Thanks, Sweetie!"

August 2010:

Out of the blue (during a converstation lull...the girl doesn't like silence) Eleanore will often suggest, "Let's chat!"

Eleanore announces. "I know Portuguese." We ask, "Really, what?" "Portuguese!"

My new name: "Momster." Sometimes, even "Momsterarooski."

Eleanore loves to give giant hugs (just what they sound like), big smackarooskis (big kisses), and little mouse hugs (whe touches my shoulder with both hands and then busts up laughing).

July 2010:

Walking outside, Eleanore began narrating: "It was a beautiful summer day..."

A few months ago a man in our ward fell of the roof. We were talking about it because we were going to bring them dinner, and haven't really talked about it since. Today when El woke up from her nap she whispered, "Mom, someone fell off the roof." I asked who, totally not knowing what she was talking about. "Brother Dumm." She announced. It was actually a man named Brother Barrett, but Brother Dumm was sick at the same time and Bryan went to visit him the same day. What a memory she has.

June 2010:

I often tell Eleanore that if we watch too much TV our brains will get mushy. The other day I told her it was time to turn off the TV and she said, "Yes, my hair is mushy."

I told Eleanore that the babies didn't feel good. She said, "Mom, when I'm a grown up I can be a doctor and take care of them."

Eleanore asked what "No problem" means. I told her it meant you'd be glad to do it. Since then, I asked her if she would like to finger paint, she replied, "I'd be glad to do it." I got the same response when I asked if she wanted a piece of candy.

May 2010:

"[Ivy] is a precious girl. I feel that in my heart," Eleanore after kissing Ivy.

"My hair is not a toy Mom," Eleanore to Mom after sitting through three attempts at French braids.

"It's hard being a big sister," Eleanore.

"I love you, I love you, I really, really love you," Eleanore singing very seriously and loudly.

Eleanore asked to watch a t.v. show called Max and Ruby, I told her, "No, I don't like that show. " She responded, " Then you go away and I'll watch it. I like it."

January 2010:

"Babies poop a lot," Eleanore to Mom as I changed yet another diaper. "Babies cry a lot," Eleanore to Mom about five minutes later.