What I really want...

I guess this is the part where I throw my heart out there and see if she even exists in the first place. Damn this is scary as hell. Okay... I've got my armor on for those who want to gimme cheap shots. Lol What I really want is... To be able to sit outside the tub and wash her hair, to build tents out of sheets in the Den - where we'll stay up late eating popcorn and watching scary movies, to hear wisdom handed down from her parents and grandparents, to have quickies in the bathroom about 5 minutes prior to us cutting the Christmas Ham when our family will say things like, "Why is your hair messed up - wait did you two just... OMG did you two just?", I want to tell her ghost stories in bed with a flashlight on those nights that are consumed with thunder and lightning, I want her to wear Footie Jamas with Victoria Secret underneath, I want to lie motionless beside her on harvest moon nights (you know when it's neither hot or cold, so you open up the windows and screen doors to allow