Even as the Finals week officially begins, I know my husband loves me when he:
-Walks with me to drop off a treat for my visiting teachee
-Suggests I go study/rest in the park in the sun (definitely needed)
-Makes his famous pasta for dinner
-Drives me to Sports Authority because I am craving sports wear, and we go away with matching work out shirts
-Drives through Kneaders just to get me a chocolate chip cookie
-Puts lotion on my feet and gives me an amazing massage (and he hates feet)-he was able to throw "tickle time" in there so don't feel too bad for him
-Finally, cuts pineapple for our night time snack because we were both craving it
This man knows me so well and I feel like the luckiest girl ever to be married to him. He is my best friend and I am perfectly fine with going through the "dreaded finals week" if it means I get to spend it with him.

aw you guys are the cutest!! gotta love husbands! :) and i'm glad finals aren't too bad!
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