It's nights like these that I tend to slow down. For the better. When the hurry up and go of a workday finally comes to an end and my older guy is attending a sleep over party, my girl is out at a hair appointment and my sweet hubby is STILL working and I get to spend one on one time with this little gem: It's nights like these that I get to just sit and listen. And he gets to talk uninterrupted. His day of playing, participating in a fun run at school and how he did 34 laps!! How hot the day was and how much he wished I was there to cheer him on but instead I had to work. I listen and nod and smile. He says it's ok because we're here together now just you and me momma. I smile and dip my waffle fry into the honey mustard he got for me. We share. We laugh. He asks how my day was. I'd rather think of the night to come. Spring. Crisp. Warm but not yet humid. A night good enough to roll down the windows of my car and sing with the radio blasting. Both of us toget...
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