I picked up a couple IPAs on my way home from work and DH picked up Indian take-out. Now we’re both on our laptops tip-tapping away. Lucille 3 is snuggled up between us on the couch. When we get tired of working we might pop on a TV show, and then we’ll go to bed early, with earplugs in to keep us insulated from the sounds on the street of couples who are crazy enough to go out on the town on a Thursday, of all days.
I’m indifferent to Valentine’s Day, but I sure do love my day-to-days with this little family.
How could you not?