Thankful

When I look out our office window today, down into the driveway

I see my husband who is hot, sweaty, frustrated

working on the kids' cars in the blazing August sun.

Kelly gets new brakes today.

Matt gets new struts and more (springs?).

I get to be thankful for a husband who cares enough to do things like this.

Even though he really doesn't have to.

But he wants to. And he's good at it.