Feeling The Love

I got you a "pur-prise" my husband calls to say.

That's Audrey speak for surprise.

Ooohh surprises are fun.

I love surprises.

I love knowing he was thinking of me in the middle of his work day.

But this, truly was a surprise to me when he came walking in the house with it.

He was on a job in Santa Barbara waiting for their shoot to start.

It was delayed as they often are so they were told to go get lunch.

He found a little market and when he walked in said he knew I'd love it.

Everything was local, organic and just plain yummy and fun.

He decided to get me some tea.  There we go with tea again.  I'm not complaining at all.

Anyone who comes over sees I have quite a collection and truly love trying new kinds.

It makes me happy.

But then he said he couldn't stop there.

And then he saw that they made gift baskets.
So I got a gift basket just because.

I love that.

And I love my man.

For thinking of me and doing something like this just because.

Going through it, hidden in there are blue cheese stuffed olives, stress relief tea, chai tea, garlic pistachios, a fun vegetarian cookbook for entertaining and a pretty dish towel.

He picked it all out himself.  

There are a few things he wanted to try too. 

But my favorite, absolute favorite was this 'Mother's Little Helper.'

 
Before reading closely I was thinking it was some kind of gadget.

Nope.. just pure dark chocolate. 

Scrumptious. 

Cute marketing right?

I loved it.

I mentioned a little earlier that I had been feeling stressed.

I know he's trying in every way he knows how to lessen the load.

Last night was back to school night at the preschool which coincided with soccer practice.

I gave him the choice of going to back to school night or taking all three kids to soccer, then coming home at 7 p.m. and feeding them, bathing them and putting them to bed.

Do you know what he picked?  

Choice B.  

I said, "Are you sure you know you're signing up for the harder deal?"

  

He did.  

But did it gladly and man I tell you when he does the routine he has it down like a well oiled machine. 

Sometimes I think he should be the mom.

And as the back to school night was winding down I got a text.

Kids are asleep.

Dishes are done.

Beautiful!

I'm feeling the love. ;)