I worked yesterday, and came home to find The Squire had hung up and taken down the wash, folded it and put most of it away. He had also found a recipe for a zucchini quiche, picked up the ingredients when he went to the Y to work out, and had dinner ready when I came home.
He had also cut a bouquet of lilacs and crab apple blossoms for the table.
That man got so many punches in his Atta Boy card, he’s going to need a new one. As my sister used to say, “I’m going to let him keep me.”
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As I have always said, he could pick up extra money on the side giving lessons on how to be a great husband.
I am truly blessed, and I know it.