Because he rubs my back when I am tired from carrying the bump.
Because he carries my bag for me so I can waddle faster.
Because he removes my toe polish for me and offers to cut my toenails.
Because he rushes to get me Gaviscon and peppermint tea when I clutch my stomach in pain and sweat profusely during a heartburn attack.
Because he is going to paint our son's room.
Because he looked after me when I had my terrible toothache.
Because he reads to Bean every other day.
Because he puts up with my moaning and groaning.
Because he loves me and Bean.
3 comments:
bean has a dad who rocks! :)
omg you're making me love R too! must also add that he can have lengthy conversation with 5 year old girl about the eagle's nest near your flat in Pasir Ris! mw
Oh yes and he now has to pull my boots off because I can't bend down properly.
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