There was something kind of beautiful that came out of being apart from Todd for ten days. It made me love him more, appreciate him more, and it also gave me a reason to write a wall sized love letter about how much I missed him. Hopping on and off a very high, very wobbly old kitchen chair whilst being 8 months pregnant probably showed more love than anything I wrote in my note. (Or my epistle rather). Especially since a few lines in the note say things like "I missed having someone to boss around," and "I missed having someone to complain to." Real romance right there. Welcome back Toddy- I'm not sure if you caught this, but I missed you!!!!
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