All the things that I do, which I talked about yesterday, I wouldn’t be able to do without my man, the husb.
He does practical things like helping me paint the bases for Easter bonnets for Rainbows (from memory, four coats of paint on 15 card bases, it took ages), he shores me up by telling me that “yes, of course you can do that, it’ll be easy for you”, he drives me places that I’m not comfortable driving to (lots of those), he looks after the children while I swan about doing my thing, he’s much more on top of keeping us all clean and together than I am, he comforts me when it doesn’t quite go to plan and even if he did tell me so, he never says “I told you so”.
Tonight, he helped me measure up four 2 metre triangles of cotton to turn into giant bunting (more on that another day). Much easier said than done but he’s an unflappable soul who is quietly very determined, so I knew it would work out.
Not only that, he also took a picture of me cutting out said triangles for the blog.
I love that man.