Love is for sure that feeling you get when you buy your kid five new stuffed animals for his or her birthday, and a week later they are all on the floor, dirty, with eye buttons ripped out.
Love is cleaning up your dog’s puke because you fed her apples when you should have stuck with Purina.
_That was mean_
Love is when your girl’s water breaks and you’re down to spend the next 72 hours by her side — and then some, because you know your life is about to change … and you know it’s for the bettter….and you know you’ll still realize your dreams, because baby you’re a winner.
That’s love, bro.