What a Man, What a Man, What a Man, What a Mighty Good Man!

Anybody remember that song from the 90's?

This morning I awoke to the sweetest sight. Nathan had gotten up early and cooked me a birthday breakfast before leaving for work himself. There was a plate already made for me complete with scrambled eggs, bacon, sausage, toast, hashbrowns, grits, juice and coffee from his Starbucks stash. What a man!