Thursday, June 28, 2012
I love my husband.
He was all proud of himself for completing the task so quickly, since I am completely slow in such a process and usually end up packing waaaay more than necessary.
So, he flaunted the fact that all his packing took up such little space.
I pretended to be absolutely disgusted.
But later, when I was alone and examined his packing more closely, a huge smile came over my face.
On the top of the pile, he had placed a print-out of the local Catholic church address and mass times so that we would know where to go once we were at the beach. Aww! This is yet another reason why I love my husband so much. He is always thinking about the God who loves us!
Posted by Lisa at 1:27 PM