The sweetest words I heard today came from my husband. We're shockingly kid-less at dinner time and usually that unexpected event has us running out the door to have dinner out on the town.
But we have realized that this kid-less moment is really a taste of what is to come with college looming in our future and we have got to learn how to cook for two again. I suggested chicken salad sandwiches, because we love them and our kids hate them and my husband suggested the sweetest thing....
"Let's watch the Olympics."
Now, that might not seem sweet or romantic, but this year I've developed a yearning to watch the Olympics. I want it on even if I'm not really into the event I'm watching (men's volleyball, sorry, I'm talking to you) but the rest of my family has been kind of of ho-hum about the whole thing.
The key to my heart turns out to be kindness and control of the remote!
Thanks, babe. It's been a perfect evening, just the two of us and the Olympics.
This post inspired by today's prompt from August NaBloPoMo.
Those are sweet words, indeed. I loathe televised sports, but the Olympics are different somehow. It's our "thing" to sit and watch and cheer and cry together and care intensely about these people for a few weeks.
ReplyDeleteWhat a sweet hubby you have.
Sweet post! Your husband sounds like a keeper. :)
ReplyDeleteCasual food, quiet house, adult conversation, control of the remote = BEST!!
ReplyDeleteWow! he gave up the remote for you! That is true love!
ReplyDeleteI love the Olympics too, and keep it on as well, even if I'm not watching every minute. It's so inspiring. What a perfect "date" night. :-)
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