There's no place like home.

There's no place like home.
Home is where my husband and I reside; wherever that may be.

Monday, April 14, 2014

You know your man loves you when...

He takes you to see airplanes

old cars...

even older cars...

trucks..

and street musicians.

When he takes you walking in the park...

to see turtles swimming...

and strange metal sculptures.  

Then you love him right back by looking at rocks with him and laughing together all afternoon.

2 comments:

Principesa said...

Love this :)

Lisa said...

:) True! It's not how much you have in common intrinsically, as how much you can love what they love because they love it.