Sean: I want it known in the blog world that I went to the store in the driving rain for my radiant, pregnant wife.
Me: Sure, I’ll let them know, but I’ll also let them know it was for milk and not Häagen-Dazs.
Sean: Ah, but not just any milk, organic, fat-free milk*.
Me: I’ll let ’em know, I promise.
*And for the record, it was good.
Nicely done, Sean. We'd expect nothing less out of you. We expect our girl to be kept happy.
Good show, Sean!
You are awesome, and whipped. But mostly awesome
Hahahahahahah — flutter with the razor-sharp wit!
Sean's a keeper, he is.
Sean – at least it wasn't snow. Well, at least not yet.
hehe to be married to a blogger!
Good for him to realize that every woman who reads this will give him total props for it.
For Valentine's Day my husband brought me jalapeno poppers and…. I don't remember the other thing 🙂 Food is important!
haha…. I love that he wants things posted so we all know. Nick barely acknowledges my blog… and when he does it's to remind me that I'm such a nerd.
haha. i still use the pregnant craving excuse on my husband even though i gave birth 9 months ago.
Sean. Darling. Whatever the woman wants, she gets. And you know that she makes us all love you, too.
what a sweetie man!
Let's hear it for rockin', good hubbies…
Sean, I raise a spoonful of Häagen-Dazs Caramel Cone Explosion to you, sir.
good job, Sean
He really is great, though I wonder, are the sit-comesque exchanges that paint us in the stereotypical nag and caveman light as enjoyable to read? Cause you know, we're well balanced like that 😉
Good Sean. Very good Sean.
My husband is STILL paying for his not going to Taco Bell one evening around 9:00pm in the throes of my second pregnancy. He'll never live that down.
Next time, though, go for the Haagen-Dazs! It's easy to just toss that little container into the basket.