It’s the little things that are romantic to me-This morning for instance; my hubby walked into our room before leaving for work to tell me I forgot to add toilet paper to the shopping list yesterday. WAIT– that’s not the romantic part, THIS is– he brought the remaining toilet paper out of our main bathroom to our master bathroom, so when I went to the potty, I would have toilet paper. Now if that’s not a gesture of endearment, I don’t know what is!
Gesture of ENDEARMENT!
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Married twenty-two years to my best friend Ryan. I’m the mother of two deviously rotten young adults; Peyton our twenty-one year-old pre-law student and Logan our nineteen-year-old Welder! We’re proud Louisiana natives- (geaux Tigers) whom love traveling and the outdoors. With adventure being our middle name we’re ready to fly, no soar! View all posts by dawnsdorkydiary

