This morning in playgroup i was feeling a bit blue. I was missing you, especially today being our day. When Bev taps me on the shoulder and presents me with a single long-stemmed red rose, with a card....carrying a few lines from a very personal poem. I was thrilled, and so touched that you had organised this with her. Then Lindsey tapped me on the shoulder, and gave me another rose...and more of our poem. Then Nicky, then Rachel, then Alex, then Alaine! I was swooning and all those other moms were eyeing up my roses and cooing over how gorgeously romantic my husband is. I thought that too, but no, you had to outdo yourself. During circle time, in the middle of our nursery rhyme singing, out came a lovely bouquet of another 6 roses. My darling, my gorgeous, gorgeous husband....words just fail me. How sweet, how romantic, how loving. I could've jumped on a plane, and come to Norway and just kissed you silly!
I love you so much Mr. A
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