When I was jet-lagged, I would have trouble sleeping, and I would watch him sleep. He's so adorable when he's sleeping.

But just looking at him got boring after a while, so I started to bother him. I would lightly run my hands over his face so that he wouldn't wake up, but he's smack his face with his hand and make a sighing noise. hehehe. So I miss watching him sleep.
I miss dancing with him. We're both terrible, but that's what makes it fun.

I miss watching him interact with kids. eeeeeeee!
I miss the way he calms me down when we get into fights, or just when I'm nervous. He's so reassuring and loving and lovable. He makes me a better person.