January 31, 2011

I love you for picking the boys up from our playdate so I didn't have to haul them all home and so they wouldn't freeze.  I love you for eating my corn chowder and for loving my cornbread.  I love you for working long, long hours into the night, especially when it is so that you can finish your "beloved" accounting.  Thanks for bringing home the bacon, or the tofu.