Yesterday morning Brian scooted out the door, Elizabeth in tow, and came back with a pound of bacon and a lovely bouquet of flowers for me. He made bacon and home made French toast from freshly-baked Challah bread for me, and then asked, "So, what do you want to do today?"
And of course, I answered that question the way any normal Mom with two babies and absolutely no spare time would answer it:
"I want to clean the bathroom."
And so my dear husband took care of our wiggly children all day while I got down on hands and knees and did some much-needed bathroom scouring. Heaven. Pure, uninterrupted, Comet-fresh Heaven. And now my bathroom sparkles like fairy dust.