As I sit here trying to do things around the house, why is it that all I can think about is wanting to cuddle up with my babes in our comfy bed with our flannel sheets and fluffy goose down blanket. Wanting to giggle at the look on his face when I ask him right after he takes off his clothes to go get us a glass of Dr. Pepper, and than laugh while we argue about who is going to press play on the movie (we never get fifteen minutes into because we fall asleep), and turn the light off. I love when you come home babes. You make my life perfect.
As I sit here trying to do things around the house, why is it that all I can think about is wanting to cuddle up with my babes in our comfy bed with our flannel sheets and fluffy goose down blanket. Wanting to giggle at the look on his face when I ask him right after he takes off his clothes to go get us a glass of Dr. Pepper, and than laugh while we argue about who is going to press play on the movie (we never get fifteen minutes into because we fall asleep), and turn the light off. I love when you come home babes. You make my life perfect. 
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