Thursday, April 12, 2012

Forgotten and Remembered

Last night, you forgot to ask me if I wanted something when you drove thru for a late night treat.  (I caught you when your beard smelled like chocolate milkshake.)  BUT - then when confronted, you didn't get defensive.  You offered to go out and get me whatever I wanted.  I didn't make you do it, but it matters that you offered.

Also, today in your blog post, you said I was awesome.  I love your shout-outs.  They make me blush.

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