Matt is a good, good husband, and in his goodness he walked in the door one night with a handful of pretty pink roses. He had already been home and was returning from taking Teagan out, so I inquisitively asked him where he found these beautiful flowers. "The flower beds on the street" he calmly replied, and with that he went about his business as if his brain had made no connection between his gift and his illegal acquirement of said gift. Regardless of how they came to be on my table, I love them.
3 comments:
That is too funny!!! So did you have any other conversation about their obtainment???
"A rose by any other name would smell as sweet" :) Funny story, love the roses!
Awwww...beautiful (and funny)!!
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