Why is that every time I am a hairs breadth away from clutching my hair in frustration at some silly thing my husband has done that he turns around and does something so cute I just have to keep him?
Leaving him notes saying “I love you” is the norm for me, especially when headed out of town for a while, as I did this weekend. I mean really, I never know if I will see him again, right? I never gave the note another thought, so imagine my surprise when I saw it taped to the dashboard of his “toy” car that he took out for a spin this weekend to check out his favorite thing, trains. Right there. On the dash. For all to see.
Tell me that isn’t cute. The charmer. And I thought he just threw them away. Guess he is a keeper after all.