Husband was so sweet yesterday. He gave me the best Mother's Day gift possible: A well kept house! He did the dishes, the laundry, the cooking. He fed the children and cared for them. It was fabulous.
Seeing him scrubbing dishes over the sink reminded me of this perfect book, Porn for Women
. This is my kind of romance.
. This is my kind of romance. 
What is your kind of romance?
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Ahhhh, Gwen you are a lucky girl :)
ReplyDeleteWhile I didn't have a husband keeping house, I can at least say that I didn't have to cook a single thing. So no complaints here!
My kind of romance is just knowing that I was thought about...
that is too funny... it's the little things that count!
ReplyDeletei take my romance wherever i can get it. my sweet husband still opens the car door for me and i swoon every time.
p.s. happy belated mother's day!
I love this! It took my husband awhile to get it, he finally realizes that I would MUCH rather come home to a clean kitchen, a home-cooked meal or even an empty trash can than to a bouquet of flowers.
ReplyDeleteFlowers are easy. They take no more effort than stopping off at the store. But mopping the kitchen floor? Now that's love. :)