Currently, he's away with his family camping. It's been different being in the apartment by myself....every night...for like 5 nights. Let's just say, I'm ready for him to be home again. Miss him. So, the timing of finding this odd, romantic guesture was just perfect. Making french toast for myself today, all alone, and I open up the eggs to find this:
"I love you, baby." |
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