my man walked in at 4 today enstead of 4:30--seriously 3 seconds after i looked at the clock at 4 and said 'lord, i don't think i can do another half an hour', and in he walks.......with that light shining from behind him and from the top like 'touched from an angel' when they reveal they are angels and the music is playing in the background..you get the jest....
i just watched him put elliot to bed all teeth brushed and everything and am currently listening to him sing isaac to sleep...and its 6:26. i love it.....when i can't, he does...how lucky does that make me? and i wonder if he would kill me if he saw the pic i chose for this post! but isn't this how we all see our men when they help us in such big ways that save us? ;-)
