This is one of our favorite stories to tell…
I usually pack our breakfasts and lunches. One evening it had gotten particularly hectic and I didn’t have time to get it done. I told Hubby he’d be on his own in the morning.
When he got home the following evening, I asked him what he’d had for breakfast.
“I did really, really well! I had a plain bagel!”
“Yep. It came with a piece of cheese!”
“Yep. And a sausage patty!”
“Oh! And an egg, too!”
“Wow! That was some plain bagel!”
“Yeah. I thought the same thing! What a deal, right? And they threw in a hash brown patty, too!”
Coming out of a store at the Magic Kingdom, I spotted dropped ice cream on the ground. I pointed it out to Hubby so he wouldn’t step in it.
Hubby: I bet someone is screaming now.
Me: Yep. And his wife is really embarrassed.
I think that I would miss you even if we’d never met.
Me: You know it’s tough living with a perfect person.
Hubby: You seem to manage just fine.
When your Hubby has you stop what you’re doing just to dance with you in your socks because Jason Mraz’s Lucky is playing on Pandora.
Late night conversations…
Hubby: You’re cuter when you’re quiet.
Mother-in-law (to Hubby): As I’ve said before, if any of my kids get a spouse or a partner or a whatever whatever…they become the top priority.
Hubby (to me): You’re the Whatever Whatever.