I know, right?
AND he's handsome!
See what I mean? I don't know how I came to deserve this guy, but he makes my life so good. I'm thinking maybe it wouldn't be bad to be pregnant forever so that the Hubs would cook every night permanently (Kidding, guys. Eternal pregnancy sounds awful). Though if I asked him to, he probably would do that anyway regardless of my womb status. He's that good. As if that's not fantastic enough, the Hubs cleaned up afterwards, too. Promise. And I grabbed my camera to document it instead of helping out (I actually normally help out with this stuff, I promise). You're welcome.