Spoke to my husband today. He received the present I had made for him. And he talked about the presents I had made for his brothers. I had been so nervous because I was making a bunch of guys a home made present each. But apparently the presents were a big hit!
I made a small sign for each of them with their name and a small picture. Apparently the soccer ball was the favorite of all.
So, I'm really happy about that.
The other good thing is half way into our conversation, my husband said "I love you" in his goofy, mushy, sweet voice. This wasn't even a goodbye "I love you" but just a spontaneous one.
How cool is that?
Now if only he'd hurry up, get a new job and move to my town so that we can live together again.
