Its funny the things that can make me get all emotional.
This morning, it was a my clean cast iron skillet.
Last night, Chad could tell I was a little/very worn out from dealing with sick kids for what seems like months. I was dreading this morning cause I knew the kitchen was going to be a disaster and we have literally a mountain of laundry to fold and put away.
Welp. I woke up to all the laundry away, and all the dishes done.
I feel very loved.