Just when I think my husband doesnt understand how much work I have been doing...not to mention how effing tired I am...he goes on to tell me he made me an appointment to go get my hair done, which I havent done since Evelyn was born almost 7 months ago, and to go get my toes done.
Seriously! He is a sweetie sometimes :)
Not to mention he's being dragged to a kids birthday party, going through all our junk and doing our final date night before the move this weekend. Who knew he could be so damn sweet. I definitly married the right guy :)