Dear Husband

August 24th, 2011

Today you took the girls out on your weekly grocery shopping date. When you came home from your workday, our un-napped nearly-three year old was on the floor crying and our infant made her daily beeline for your pant legs. I was folded over on the sofa, giving you exhausted eyes. Without a snack or change out of your work clothes, you scooped them up and ventured out to stock our home with food.

Thank you for the grace you bring to each and every day, big and little situations alike.

I love you (like crazy!).

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