He makes me laugh. We laugh about the silliest, inanest things, I can't even give you an example of it because it would be too stupid, but it makes me feel happy, cheered up, and that someone really 'gets' me.
He's extremely patient when I'm tired, moody, upset (36 weeks pg here and liable to fly off the handle) - and extremely supportive when I just say "I need to stop, sorry. Going to lie down." - takes over everything in the house, toddler DS, you name it.
He's a real grafter - works so hard at his job, at home, and is passionate about the things he works on (education, technology). I respect that so much, it's inspirational.
He's a lovely, lovely Dad. Wouldn't have wanted to have kids with anyone else. Seeing him and DS building things together, or wrestling, or just watching him deal with one more tantrum through gritted teeth.... I feel like I have a real partner.
He's a great cook and the sex is awesome. He takes the bins out, makes DS's packed lunches, and buys me lovely, thoughtful birthday, Christmas, and anniversary presents.
He's gorgeous and I love looking at him.
Frankly, just hearing his key in the lock makes me grin. The main thing he's added to my life is happiness and a sense of abundance. I was pretty happy when single but I am SO happy with him, I sort of feel like pinching myself. 8 years into it all!