Wednesday, September 14, 2011

I may or may not have lost it.

My mind. I may have lost it. Or just about.
But thankfully, I have a husband that can tell when I'm on the verge of losing it.
When my firstborn goes off to Kindergarten, my 4 year old goes back to preschool, and I find it ridiculously hard to adjust to our new life.
Then, the aforementioned husband does things like this:



I love my man and he loves me. And boy, does he know me. Cherry Garcia? Hello. Get in my belly.

5 comments:

Rebekah said...

Points. Big points.

randi said...

it's the little things, isn't it!

how very sweet! :)

Lora said...

what a good husband!

Caren said...

You've definitely got a keeper! :)

TDM Wendy said...

Yay for a sweet husband. My husband loves Cherry Garcia too. Not me. Bake me some cookies instead :)