The handsome man has been so good to
me lately. Last weekend as we were moving
things into the new place, I had a silly bum
foot so he insisted on carrying everything
heavy. Sweet, right? Then last night I turned
my ankle really badly, and he immediately
scooped me up and took very good care
of me - lots of frozen veggies to ice it
down and tissues to dry my tears. (Yes,
I am a baby and cry when I'm hurt!)
I'm so blessed to love a man who takes
such good care of me - and I love
knowing that we'll take good care
of each other for years to come!