Thanks #6

I stayed up too late last night finishing a book, so when I got droopy I decided to take a nap. Rough life, right? I snuggled down on my couch during quiet time and really slept. When I came out of my fuzzy coma, my husband was home to make supper before going back to work for a meeting. I'd thought I was on my own with the kids tonight, so this blew me away. Not only did I get a scrumptious nap, but the man of my dreams came home to make me something warm to eat. Apparently he thought it wouldn't be warm if I made it. He's probably right. I feel over-the-top spoiled, but even better than that, is feeling over-the-top loved.