|She's checking out the water. :)|
There are so many husband stories, I had to narrow down to just one. (He'll appreciate this...I think.) On our recent celebration trip to Austin (birthday and anniversary), we were getting ready for a really fancy dinner and my husband decided that this was the prime time to eat one very large cinnamon roll. Now, it was a celebration, so I figured he could do whatever he wanted and I would curb my "mom voice" which wanted to say, "You're going to spoil your dinner." Not only did he spoil his dinner at our fancy restaurant, he made himself downright sick. I honestly thought at one point he was going to have to duck out of there and make a run for the bathroom. Thankfully, the restaurant was in our hotel, so he wouldn't have had to run far, but how could you not smile at this situation. We gracefully declined dessert since someone already had his, and we departed for our room so he could rest. To my husband, my knight in shining armor who swept me off my feet, I love you. More than you can know or measure.
|He's hiding. :)|