I don't work full time.
But I, for the most part, like coming to work.
Today I feel especially lucky to have my mr. mom at home.
Hubby does a phenomenal job taking care of Van.
For this I am thankful.
It makes it easier to come to work.
I called to check on Van...she had a little tummy ache when I left her.
The convo went like this:
Von: How are you?
Von: How is Van?
Hubby: She threw up on the couch and carpet.
Von: Do you want me to come home?
Hubby: I'm an adult, I've got it covered.
After that I said something to the effect that
I'm madly in love with him! ;)
What Hubby does this willingly!? He didn't even call me to complain about having to clean up throw up not once, but twice.
He is amazing. He is my mr. mom. He is my partner. He is mine.
I'm so lucky!