My husband is ridiculously good looking. It just gets better as we age. A magnificent jaw line, an incredibly fit build, and gorgeous blue eyes. Now, I know that looks aren't the most important thing, but I can be grateful for them, can't I? You should see the ladies turn their heads when he walks in a room. You just can't help but notice him. Plenty of this is genetic, but I have to tell you, Trey takes care of himself. He exercises, he eats right (usually), and he is still into playing competitive sports. Every Sunday he plays soccer for a team at the Y. He is always looking for races and triathlons to enter, and he never compromises on his workouts.
But today, I'm pausing to be thankful. He is healthy and active-he is setting a wonderful example for my children, and he just gets better looking.
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