Last night Sam and I were cooking dinner, and he wrapped his arms around me as we watched Bella play in the living room. I paused for a second before asking, “Are you happy with our little life?”
I’d asked it before, but I wanted to hear it again. And why. To just know for sure that we were both perfectly content with how things are.
He hugged me tighter. “Of course,” he said surprised. “Didn’t you see my facebook status?”
I laughed so hard I cried.
It was pretty sweet though: