The Fashionable Commute

Life is not all about fashion, but I guarantee you'll see a lot of ugly outfits if you take public transit to work in the morning...

Sunday, March 16, 2008

My favorite Man...

When we made the HORRIBLE decision to become homeowners, the landlord was going to offer the unit we were renting to her ...son? nephew? grandson..? family. The couple came over. They lived in the North Bay had a 4 year old daughter and another kid on the way... as they walked through our home..(we haven't felt that at home since...) the four year old felt like chatting.. .she told me she was going to marry this boy Eric at her school. I asked her how she knew he was the one to marry, and in all of her beautiful 4-year-old wisdom, she told me.."because he's my favorite man..." followed by a sigh and an eye roll that melted my childless-by-choice heart. (don't tell!!!)

So from that point forward, even though, I knew we would never marry, MB was always 'My Favorite Man'... over 4 he might be...

Tonight I'm realizing a few more reasons why he's my favorite man....

sleeping in till noon and the only reason he got out of bed, was because I said I'd buy him Philz if he did...

once we got back from Philz, I got to play video games non-stop until he figured out what he was going to make for dinner & created the list and we went to rainbow.

he's making pizza from scratch!

and I'm only taking a break from videogames to brag about how lucky I am to have found My Favorite Man...

1 Comments:

At 9:18 AM, Anonymous Moose said...

Awwww...

Mine refused to make me bacon on Sunday. He's been demoted.

 

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