I watched Tyler play Super Mario Brothers, today.
He was terrible.
He just couldn't get by those "things with the shells" (the turtles).
He made it to level 5.
Bless his heart.
Watching him fall in the fire, run into turtles, and fall down holes repeatedly...
and watching his serious frustration/anger while he fussed at Mario...
made me laugh uncontrollably;
because I beat Super Mario Brothers when I was ten years old,
and he is twenty-six.
It also made me fall in love with him, even more.
Love is a funny, crazy, amazing, and absolutely wonderful thing.