Hot...

I was laying in my bed the other night reading when a text comes in from my husband (who's laying right beside me by the way) and its this picture. And I say "what is this?" And he says he snuck a picture of me while we were at the pumpkin patch because he thinks I'm hot. 

I've come to a conclusion. Chris will never think I'm not hot. I can get wrinkles (which I already have) I can get saggy (which is already coming, our bodies atrophy as we age...it's inevitable.) I could even start snorting when I laugh or fart just for fun...I already know, he would still think I'm hot. It's not anything special I do...it's that he loves me. I love that.