Little Things

When my children give me unsolicited hugs and kisses I melt all over. I love the little things in life and try and cherish every one of them.

My husband is the king of the sweet little things. For 13 years of marriage, he has called me every day on his way home. I love it. The other day he called and I needed him to stop by the store.  He has never once complained about what has been on the list even when he has searched for it with the help of clueless stockboys.

He arrived home with the items and greeted everyone. Even the dog that is not his dog that he secretly loves. I was going through the bags and I found all the items I had requested and an additional item. There was a box of baby wipes in the bag.

I asked him what the wipes were for and he replied that he noticed I was running low on the wipes I use to wipe my face. He did not want me to run out. He was right! I had not even realized there were only 3 more wipes in the wipe box.

I was so touched that he even cares about the little things.