I love his hair. It's surprisingly soft. You would think it would be stiff with all of the jell he puts in it.
I love the smile he has on his face when he's trying to solve a problem and he finally figures it out. I love the smile he gives me more though.
I love it when he says "I love you, Warren.".
I love that he lets me hurt him and then pretends he doesn't like the attention.
I love watching him fight with the small fry.
But most of all, I love watching him cry when I say "I love you too, Katrina" while we're having sex and I'm thinking of someone else.