The other day I posted this photo on Facebook, and joked that I am covered in velcro. Mainly because, I am.
Someone emailed it to me, I have no idea where it came from. But if you created this, I love you.
Anyway, my friend, Cas, said that her husband does all of these romantic things for her.
I openly said my husband does no romantic things for me.
But guess what you guys, I WAS SO WRONG! Because later that same day, this happened:
I think it should be noted, he was at bowling league when I sent this message, I was home with the children, and some of them were already in bed when Aunt Flo decided to pay me a visit. I was totally stuck, with nothing. NOT ONE THING after Lilah had stuck “Mommy Band-Aids” all over her room.
When Shaun came home, I had fallen asleep in the diaper, and he woke me up to this:
Which? For our relationship? Is the most romantic thing in the world. Yeah.
I love that man. And I been shaving my legs for him. He’s sort of worth it.
Is your significant other romantic? If so, how?