One of my favorite things of all time is when I see my uncle Steve and he says; "Hello Beautiful" or "Hey good-lookin".
I love it.
I love him.
I love my family.
I don't know why I get such a kick out of it. Maybe because I know he means it and I know how much he loves me so it matters just that much more.
It makes my week every time.
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