True love is when the man who adores you waits in line for 20 minutes and buys you a delicious box of chocolates and a tenderly sweet card. The endearingly funny part is that the box of my "favorite" chocolates had mostly ones I've never tried and the card featured a lovely African American couple.
I have to say, and I know that I am extremely lucky to have this be true, but my husband truly showers me with praise and adoration on a daily basis and on Mother's Day, he would do anything in his power for me.
I know not all wives get quite this devoted of a hubby but just think of it this way, I am so hard to live with Heavenly Father knew I had to have a next to perfect husband in order to survive. :)
Dave does not however have the power however to bring my boys into total conformity for Mothers Day.
My boys just can't do it. They can't be very thoughtful. They love me, but the are, boys. They can't stop fighting or teasing in honor of mothers day. They can't apparently listen in Sacrament Meeting. Their dutiful letters made in Young Mens were more like year-book messages, ie: "You're the Best" etc.
But I know they love me! They are learning slowly from there dad, how to adore their mother and we all really do think each other are "the best". James wont go to sleep without one or two kisses good night. Seth constantly compliments my looks, telling how pretty or fit I am, ha ha. And Peter is my protector, sometimes overly fierce, but loyal all the same.
Later tonight I will hide out of ear shot and let them conform to job of chef while they learn to serve by serving me dinner. I will have to report back the results.
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