Class is in session and today’s topic is babing. And all but my sweet miss Jayme Lee will have no idea what that means.

Babing was born from how much I use the word “babe” to refer to Jayme. She thought it was funny and so it began conversations and sentences that looked like this. “A babe just wanted to babe their babe” “Babe, hey babe, you are babing your babe so good.” You can now feel free to vomit rainbows due to the uncontrollable levels of cuteness. But underneath those ridiculous conversations is what makes me and Jayme what we are, it is the essence of our relationship. The best way I can describe it is as follows,

Babing is an unmatched tender and honest love sprinkled with an absolute and unwavering dedication to the one person who fills every moment with the comfort and joy of true companionship.

Babing might seem complicated, but when you find the right babe, it comes so naturally and effortless it is like a normal level of function. For me, Jayme draws me into wanting to be the best version of myself. I will be the first to say I am no saint; I make mistakes, get upset in traffic, spend too much on a night out, make questionable food choices (pizza left out overnight is never a good idea). But the core of what I am has been expounded on by Jayme. she helps me overcome myself and be the man I want to be, the one who will do anything for her and her love. because that is simply what a babe does when they are babing their babe. And when I falter (which happens more then I would like) she is always there to support and encourage me. <—- (That’s the unconditional part 🙂

I have known many different emotions and feelings in my life, but none of them compare to feeling babed. The feeling of complete love and devotion. While the time apart is difficult, knowing I have a babe out there who is thinking about her babe and how she is going to babe that babe, well, it makes the time a little more “babeable”.