Us . . .

I fold paper cranes . . . he strings his tennis racquet.  (he is so excited!)

I sit and read . . . he yells at the TV watching sports.

I pile on the blankets . . . he sleeps with only the sheet.

I like to stay up late . . . he goes to bed early.

I grew up in a small town in Iowa . . . him - a city in California.

 . . . somehow we always seem to make it work.