We walked and talked(and drank a bottle of wine between the two of us) for about an hour.
When we got back near our house, we plopped ourselves down in the sand and continued to talk.
Maybe it was the moonlight….
Or the wine….
But, Hubs turned to me and said, “I’m a really lucky man to have you for a wife.”
I burst out laughing and told him, “I’m not giving you beach sex!”
Because I thought that for him to say something so sweet, it must mean he wants a little sumpin’-sumpin’.
But, he continued on, very seriously, explaining all the reasons that he appreciates me and how I totally rock compared to all his friends’ wives.
I had to bite my tongue not to tell him that that was good, since he can’t trade me in for any of them.
And I decided to enjoy our sweet moment instead.
Did you know, according to my husband, that I am a very understanding wife? And supportive, easy-going, a great cook, a fantastic mom, intelligent, funny, and hot.
Definitely made me feel good.
Maybe there is something to all this gooey-sweet smoopy-smoopy-ness.
Though, I do think that his final comment about me being “hot” was his attempt to get a little sumpin’-sumpin’, rather than being sincere.
It worked, though. 😉