Crockpot

The last few days I’ve been convinced that Mike had a stomach virus. Or something. Something was definitely going on in his nether regions because he has been in the bathroom constantly. I begged him last night to take some Pepto, and he refused, telling me there was nothing wrong. So then, why, I asked, was he in the bathroom sooo much the last few days!? I mean seriously – it seemed like every couple hours he was running upstairs. I’d ask where he was going in such a hurry and he always replied, “Bathroom.”

So tell me… what’s a girl to think?? I mean, I know men have their ways with things and like to have their weird little private moments or whatever – but this was ridiculous. And now he was telling me there was nothing wrong?

Fast forward to today.
I had a doctor’s appointment a little while ago – just a checkup, don’t worry. I get back and he tells me he has something for me.

So I’m sitting here, at the computer, and he brings me a piece of paper and a white box with a red ribbon on it. I’m thinking, sweet! First thing’s first… I look at the paper.

And I’m blown away. It’s so cute!! I had NO idea he was working on this! Of course, that was his plan all along. So I asked him how in the world he managed to do this without me knowing? (Keep in mind we’re together 24/7/365.) He says to me, “Bathroom.”

OH MY GOD.
You’re kidding me, right?!?
No.

All those times he was running upstairs to ‘use the bathroom’ he was actually sneaking away to draw and color this for me.

Is that not the sweetest thing you’ve heard in a LONG time!?

OH!

And the box with the red ribbon…
my favorites.
Chocolate-covered strawberries.
He knows me all too well.

I so love this guy.