So, at night, when Eric thinks I'm asleep, which is nearly impossible...he whispers kind things to me. It's so sweet.
He says things like, "You're going to be an awesome mom" and "you are so beautiful" and "our kids will be lucky to have you," and "Geez, if I knew I was marrying an NFL linebacker, I'd have bought the king size bed..."
That's my baby.
Friday, January 26, 2007
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