This morning, my husband got off work and came home and got the girls ready for church and sent them on the van. He came in our bedroom where I was sleeping and woke me up so we could watch church on television. Toward the end, I went in the kitchen to make some sweet rolls. I heard him calling me so I sent Tre in there to see what he wanted. I was thinking, “His lazy behind. I just left out of there and he calls me as soon as I make it to the kitchen.”
Tre comes in the kitchen with a grin on his face, so I just knew he was going to say, “Daddy said he wants some bacon and eggs and a pancake,” or something like that. I asked him what his daddy said. He tells me:
Daddy said he just wanted to tell you he loves you.
Awww… I would have totally gone back there for that :)