Thursday, January 6, 2011

Simple

On Tuesday morning I made my husband's lunch for him for the first time in . . .I don't know . . . months and months. It made me happy to do that. I used to do it every day. I think I should do that more often. It made him happy too. And all it was was a PB sandwich, two hardboiled eggs, a clementine, and some carrots. Somehow those less than 5 minutes of service to my husband made me a more loving and grateful mom that day. I guess it's the little things.

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