He always makes the coffee.
He once took the kids to Chuck E Cheese for a 10 am birthday party, hungover.
He fixes my computer, mixes my podcast, and backs up my data.
He goes food shopping, makes stew on a Sunday afternoon, and then cleans the kitchen.
He still tells me stories from cab driving days.
He never makes a big deal about IKEA on a weekend or driving someone to the airport.
He laughs at my jokes and calls me out on my annoying.
He fights with strangers on Twitter about politics.
He learned to snowboard at age 40.
He loves the movie “Roadhouse.”
He has excellent hair.
He is always up for family cuddle.
He deals with AAA when the kids leave the dome light on and the car battery dies.
He leads the Seder.
He’ll probably help you move.
He has more than one clear plastic bin of cables and cords.
He could use a few more pairs of dress pants
He’s generally chill, but don’t mess with his family.
He’s my guy.