He beat me home.  Sadly, he didn’t fold the laundry or run the dishwasher, but he’s home safe and sound and took me out to dinner.  Best yet: He didn’t complain because I didn’t fold the laundry or run the DW. 

The happiest sounds are wafting from my bedroom right now…kisses, belly laughs and “I love yous.” 

Have I ever mentioned how lucky I am?

*UPDATE*

He folded the laundry for me 🙂  Love him.

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