Me: Where's my breakfast in bed?
Ry: I don't cook. And, I don't let you eat in my bed.
Romantic, I know. Our newlywed stage is certainly over, if it ever existed in the first place.
I was, however, taken out for breakfast. Score!
Truly, time with this man and these children all day was the greatest gift ever. I am one lucky woman :)
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