Only He Would.
April 20, 2011 § 2 Comments
Sitting on the bed next to me, listening as I weep about things that have more to do with horomones than any legitimate crisis. And nodding.
Making me dress nice and grab a Q-tip and AA battery before we go on an “secret date,” which is for the sole purpose of taking pictures to document our first year.
|My favorite tree.|
|Nothing to see here.|
Going with me to the dentist because “it would be fun.”
Finally putting that tarp away.
I tell him I love him all the time. Hopefully this is just another way.