Go take pictures of your kids. Wrap your arms around your husband’s neck and take a picture of the two of you. Hand the camera over to someone sitting next to you in the restaurant and have him take a picture of you and your family.
In it we learned, among many other things, that Gregg’s love language is giving gifts. Lucky me, you might be thinking. :) However, my love language is not receiving gifts, so he’s still forced to step outside of his comfort zone. But that doesn’t stop him from raining the love down on me in his way.