I know that Brian loves me, because he spent the better part of last weekend building and installing a second garden box. Just for me!
For me and my greenish-brownish-blackish thumb! But, to my credit, I do have something positively thriving in that box right now…wild and potentially poisonous mushrooms! Lovely!
But that’s for another post.
THIS post is about his love for me, and how he didn’t even mind forgoing his plans, donning his best work shoes (kidding), and making my planter box. Thanks Brian!
I show him that I love him by not letting this little guy go “help Dada with the shovel!!”
And by bringing him hot meals and coffee day after day. Except when I don’t feel like it, and then I show him I love him by keeping his children alive.
Also, clean socks (sometimes).
We love each other!
In other news, Samuel loves touching/picking up/ petting bugs!
So if you could all say a little prayer that he never ever does this to a bee this summer, that would be great.