Missing.

 Katie enjoyed it when I rode bunny rabbits like bulls.

Katie making it clear that I should not wear a shirt because it has holes, a missing button, or a rip in it. I always acknowledged her fears of me looking like a homeless-man, but I thought it added character.

Waking up in the morning, looking into each others eyes, realizing that we were both worried about our breath. This lasted a split second. We both hoped that the others bad breath would dissipate our own.

Katie having a valid argument about how I am perceived when my beard needs to be trimmed. 

The conflict we had when I wanted to keep boxes for things we just bought, thinking about moving in the future; and Katie wanting to throw them away because it looked like we were about to package fruit.

Katie not acknowledging the irony in the comparison of a fellow with a beard and a grandmother (in reference to the speed at which I drive).

Katie waking me up to the bath over-flowing. Being pissed off. And then understanding that I like a good bath and letting it go.

Katie being able to deal with all the children at her work and then, at times, having to come home and deal with me. 

Hearing Katie in the shower, sneaking in and flushing the toilet (she was better at this than I was). I can hear her say, "No, Robert. No." It was always a shock when she did it to me.

Trying to watch Romeo+Juliet and realizing I hated it.

Listening to "gender-bending" songs and singing along.

Katie enjoying my syntax.

Trying to get one another in the most awkward situations.
 

Katie not letting me look at her art work because I always had ideas, and it was annoying.

Waiting for Katie to take the trash out just because I did it last.

Katie's critiques of Jay-Z's music. 

Hearing my mother tell me how beautiful Katie was without make-up (luckily, I am still going to hear this).

Katie rolling her eyes, while I was talking about the legitimacy of Lisa Loeb- how in the nineties, it was cool for girls to be smart (this is directed towards you, Ke$ha).

Trying to get Katie to use my Sonicare toothbrush but her thinking it was over-the-top and not liking how it felt.

Getting a Sam's Club membership and Katie being upset that I paid to shop somewhere, "...just do not tell me what you get from there."

Katie motioning with her finger that she wanted to whisper a secret to me and when I came closer, giving me a kiss. This was how our first kiss was concieved.

The look Katie gave me when I was in "goober-mode."

"Word-vomits."

Trying to talk Katie out of painting the walls lime green.

Waking Katie when she was grinding her teeth. Then telling her how small her teeth were going to be in twenty years and talking her into wearing a "slim" mouth guard to protect them.

Katie framing images of my four nieces and one nephew with a green background.

Trying to keep Katie from giving change to the homeless, meth-addict in downtown Hot Springs (or anywhere else for that matter).

(Many more to come).