A few days ago, John walked in with a whole whack of shopping bags.
"I finished my shopping all in one day!" He was very proud of this. "Want to see what I got?"
I didn't really have time to answer because he had already emptied the bags out onto the table.
He had some good stuff.
A hair dryer.
Some hair barrettes, brushes, shampoo.
A space heater for Meghan's freezing cold room.
A Star Wars Light Sabre.
"Um, Babe. I already got the Light Sabre on Alex's wish list." I said, confused and hoping he still had the receipt.
"I know you did. A green one. This one's for me."
"For you? Why in the world is this one for you?" I think I knew the answer, but I had to hear it to believe it.
"Well..." he said. "Who's he gonna fight with just one? See, mine's purple!" He opened it up and slashed the air with it.
He looked so amazingly adorable I was immediately reminded why I married him.