The lights on the christmas tree shone different colors across the faces of the children as they roasted marshmallows in the fireplace. Half empty hot chocolates sat beside them. How the Grinch Stole Christmas played over the television set, not quite drowned out by the children's laughter and discussions of what presents they would be getting the next morning. The man, in this moment, couldn’t help but notice just how beautiful his wife was. The way her nose crinkled up, when she laughed with the children, the way she snuggled closer to him while watching the movie. Even in her silly christmas pajamas, she was still beautiful.
The children ran in circles in the large, grassy field. Their lunches abandoned on the quilt as they chased butterflies and made wishes on dandelions. The woman's flowery sun dress billowed in the wind, and once again the man couldn’t help but notice how beautiful she was. The way she hugged their children, always dragging him into the hug too, and sipped her lemonade as the sun lit up her face. She looked beautiful, as she swung on the swings, and as her hair flew behind her. Even as she rushed to comfort the children when they cried, and when she spilled her lemonade all over the picnic lunch, she was still beautiful.
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She splashed water at him, one of their children on her shoulders. She dove below a wave and resurfaced with a large grin on her face. She flipped her hair away from her face, water droplets flying off like rain. She looked beautiful as she helped the children jump over the waves. She looked beautiful even as she wiped the salt water out of her eyes. She looked beautiful even as she stumbled in the waves. And as she brushed sand off her legs, she was still