Last night Husby made some crack about how he has to do everything around the house...so I was obligated to remind him of all the things that I have to do.
My tirade, said occasionally in earnest but this time in jest, finally wound to it's inevitable conclusion. "And," I barked, "I already cooked you one person, and then you asked for another person, and I'm cooking that one too!"
The mood changed, and Husby got very serious. He said "You cooked my favorite person. You're really good at cooking people, and I can't wait to meet the new person."
:)
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That's so sweet that I think I just threw up a little. :-)
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