I work.
I don't work full time.
But I, for the most part, like coming to work.
Today I feel especially lucky to have my mr. mom at home.
Hubby does a phenomenal job taking care of Van.
For this I am thankful.
It makes it easier to come to work.
I called to check on Van...she had a little tummy ache when I left her.
The convo went like this:
Von: How are you?
Hubby: Good.
Von: How is Van?
Hubby: She threw up on the couch and carpet.
Von: Do you want me to come home?
Hubby: I'm an adult, I've got it covered.
After that I said something to the effect that
I'm madly in love with him! ;)
What Hubby does this willingly!? He didn't even call me to complain about having to clean up throw up not once, but twice.
He is amazing. He is my mr. mom. He is my partner. He is mine.
I'm so lucky!
4 comments:
That is very nice that he does that. Dale really took care of me when I was sick. I throw up in his truck and he never said anything, he took me in the house layed me on the couch and gave me a blanket and something to drink and went out and cleaned up my mess. What a wonderful guy we both have. They must be related!!
What an awesome guy! The hubs will do similar stuff when I am gone and I will be all, "why didn't you call me?"
I swear I give him a play by play of my day...maybe I should stop :-)
I'm sure Andrew would clean it up if he HAD to but I dunno if his gag reflex could handle it or not.... You are lucky!!
I love love love my trolli rocks. so do my kids. you are too nice. Thank you for making my day and putting a smile on my face. I needed it!
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