French Fry Romance

I never got to send a First Father's Day shout-out to mi favorito hombre, Chris. (Not to mention our own amazing Father's.)

Last night he once again proved why he deserves tribute and why he's got all of this girl's heart.

It's been a busy few weeks. Lots of patient's to be seen during the day, and lots of charts to finish/labs to review/news to deliver, once the baby was down at night. Then on Friday, I didn't bring a lunch because I thought there was one at work. Wrong. I didn't have time to grab anything but a granola bar and so when I got home that night, I was beat. We all ate dinner together. Eva was being a doll, so we decorated our living room with blocks and board books, then sent her off to dreamland. I sank onto the couch and picked up my book.

"Hmmm..." I sighed aloud, "Don't french fries sound soooo good." Salty potatoes are
definitely my occasional guilty pleasure.

"Sure."

I thought about getting up off the couch and driving to Wendy's. Too much effort, I decided.

"Do you think we should go get some?" (read: are you in the mood to drive to Wendy's?)

"It's kind of late."

"Yeah." I went back to my book and tried to forget how much I wanted them.

A few minutes later I heard Chris get up from his laptop and go into the kitchen. I didn't pay much attention because my book was reaching the climax.

Fifteen minutes later, he plopped down on the couch next to me, holding a plate of fresh-chopped, just baked, generously salted potatoes. Ketchup on the side.

Be still my heart. Seriously, this man is amazing.

I know many of my friends/relatives have similarly wonderful men in their lives, so let's hear it for the boys!!!



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You know the dangerous part about having older sibling or cousins around? They plant ideas into the minds of their younger cohorts. i.e., I'm not sure Eva would have considered climbing stairs a viable activity yet, but now her cousin Luke has her interested.




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My baby is always ready to play:



By the way, isn't it funny how she decided to take a short nap when we were home in the morning trying to get stuff done? And then in the afternoon when we wanted to take her out on the town, she decided her crib had never sounded so good. Gotta love it.