rehearsal

Yesterday, my husband not only washed a load of laundry, but he also folded said laundry and put it away.

The day before that, he helped me make cookies (and they fill my tummy with gastronomical joy! They are perfection molded in his hands).

He always leaves the toilet seat down.

Every day, he greets me with a wide grin when he comes home.

He tells me I am beautiful.