After leaving my parents last night (it was my dads birthday) i stopped to see grandma. I spent about 45 minutes with her and then left because madison needed to eat dinner. I grabbed a small rose off her rose bush to give to scott. I wrote a little note and put it on the fridge for scott when he got home. When he walked in I was in the bath and I told him that his food was on the stove and that there was something for him on the fridge. When I got out of the bath I looked and On my nightstand my wonderful husband had went to the store a bought me roses. Then I felt bad because my rose was so small and insignificant compared to his ROSES!
3 comments:
That is very sweet. And I like your new layout!
Yeah, but your rose meant as much to him as his did to you, I bet.
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You should share that story with Grandma. Grandpa would always pick a rose bud off his rose bushes when he was watering and take it in to her. love ya, lvh
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