This Guy

The dogs had a spa day yesterday.

Gus kept his mullet.

He LOVES his mullet.

Kaya and Stella had their nails painted and got a good scrub a dub.

Peek that Nike box????

Burke took the two youngest to get school shoes yesterday.

I'm so darn grateful he does that.

Shopping is not my thing.

People, in general, are not my thing.

I texted him at approximately early in the day to tell him that I was requiring some Mr. Delicious for dinner - a chicken quesadilla in particular - even though I knew it'd make me sick with all of the cheese...

Then I called him at approximately a few hours later to tell him I'd probably need it as soon as I got home.

I was behaving VERY badly, I know.

I got home to him sweeping and mopping, with  Mr. Delicious on the table.

He grabbed the grocery list and Porter and left for the store.

I ate my delicious Mr. Delicious quesadilla.

Then I went to my room.

That Nike box you see above was on my side of the bed.

I asked Ryker whose that was.

"YOURS!!! Dad got you shoes, too!!!!"

"Oh, he said you'd be mad about it! But don't you love them?!?!"

He bought me the same shoes he bought me a few months ago, just in different colors.

I LOVE them.

But I feel so guilty - STILL - that he spoils me.

I'm trying to get used to it.

When he got home, he went out to the pool and the two youngest followed him out.

He is just simply the absolute best.