Tuesday, May 18, 2010

52.  Because even though you are super sick in your bummy and in a green cast, you are so sweet to me.  You put up with my stress and you rub me all the time.

53.  Because you yelled really loud when I reversed into our 1212 Whipple ave apartment gate and you didn't really say anything when I got back in the car.  You just let me fume and freak out and be ok.

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