Saturday, August 27, 2011


After wiping noses and being up (more than I regularly am) at night all week, I was worn out by Saturday.  Greg stepped up and did the nicest thing he could for me at that moment -- he scrubbed all of the bathrooms.  And I mean, he scrubbed them! I truly have the best husband in the world.

1 comment:

Beth said...

That is true romance right there. You got a good one!