I don’t feel great today, but I need to go into work for a bit anyway. I’ve been moping and fussing and generally being lost and cranky. Noah was procrastinating on his stated goal for the day of “getting a haircut” and seemed to be just hanging out. I finally fessed up that I really wish he would come with me. I did it in a whiny little-girl voice sitting in a corner on the floor. He leaned over and said (in that fabulous stage whisper of his), “I figured out that you want me to go with you, but I’m waiting for you to leave so I can go get your anniversary present.” Giggling followed.
Now he is out getting whatever it is he is getting and I’m waiting at home. I will close my eyes so he can hide it when he returns. Then we will go to my work. 🙂
I married the right boy.
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Your schmoop never fails to make me smile. : )
Mine took me out to do my errands today, and told me not to look when we walked through the kitchen gadgets section. He said I had to walk in front of him till we got to the car and not turn around. I asked if he just wanted to wait and get the thing without me and he said why, we’re already here, and I’ll give it to you when we get home.
When we got back to my house, he got a sharpie and wrote on the paper grocery bag (to you, from me, happy birthday). It was a happy birthday present inside!
Thank you for the smile. 🙂