Friday night Trevor came home an hour late and without a phone call. I wasn't feeling very well so he'd promised to make dinner. When he didn't show up and the kids started whining, I reluctantly made macaroni and cheese. When he did come home I was just ready to gripe and complain, but I turned around and saw his arms full of flowers.
For Valentine's Day he'd bought each of the girls a single rose that matched their favorite colors. Then he bought me 3 white roses (he later told me the 3 stood for eternity). Knowing Caleb probably wouldn't enjoy a flower he brought him a candy bar.
What a great dad and a wonderful sweetheart.
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