My husband rocks......
Can I just say that I love my husband? I mean, it's more than the obvious. Women all love their husbands (or at least they should!), but there are times when I really appreciate mine more than I remember to tell him.
Like on the days when I am sick (which luckily are few and far between) and he comes home from a hectic day at work and just takes Benjamin off my hands for awhile so that I can maybe have a short nap.
Like on those cold, (sometimes snowy) winter mornings when he leaves for work just a little earlier to chisel away the ice from the windows of my truck.
Like on the days when we're all heading out somewhere and he (always!) remembers to bring 2 bottled waters that we both love to drink after we've stopped at Timmy's and have had our coffee & tea. The list goes on, really.
But today, when, with this cold spell we've had recently, our house is colder than ever (god bless this drafty old house!), and because we're renovating the upstairs bathroom and have to shower downstairs, Greg did the kindest thing; he took our floor heater downstairs and "primed" the bathroom for me. When I went down to have my shower in the usual ice-box, the bathroom was instead all toasty and warm. And I when I emerged from my steamy shower, I didn't freeze my butt off. I mean, it was just a simple gesture, and I'm not saying that my husband is the only guy in the world that does these kinds of things for his wife, but boy, did it ever mean the world to me.
That's only one of the many reasons that I love my husband.
He's definately a keeper.