Dustin is running from the couch making sure Alyssa is content and not crying to the stove where he is attempting to make himself dinner. He is between the two locations several times flying at the speed of light. After his dinner is successfully made he set it down in the living room while he returned to the kitchen to retrieve his soda. Upon his return to the living room he disappointedly discovered that Cocoa had enjoyed his lovely dinner. After another trip back to the kitchen he heard the whispy tail of Cocoa knock over his ice cold soda. Throughout this process I heard many long and loud sighs of frustration as he attempted to make dinner, coax Alyssa, and remain calm. The soda was a final straw and the next words I heard come out of his mouth were, "SIGH!! Do you have this much trouble during the day when you are here by yourself?!?!?!?!" I just chuckled inside and pretended I was still asleep.
So what can I say? Dustin is a great guy! He cleaned up after my sickness explosion, took care of Alyssa Thursday evening and Friday. (I went to the doctor he is with to make sure I didn't have the flu, and the doctor told him to "Go home and take care of your family".) Then, today, he helped me sanitize the entire house! What a guy!!
Dustin and Alyssa have not been sick. I thought I would include this photo of Alyssa (clearly not sick) lounging on the couch with her hands behind her head.
1 comment:
poor guy.... i hope you get better and stay that way!!!!!!! you have a great husband and the cutest little daughter. :-)
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