Well tonight I was just minding my own business and making "stress balls"(elementary ed major remember??) They were for my health fair project. I was doing it on stress management. You just put flour into a balloon.. simple right? NOT. It became such a disaster. So I asked David for his help (like that would make it less of a disaster?? haha)... and immediately he started spilling the flour. My first reaction in my mind was " babe. seriously. I just cleaned the kitchen. How hard is it to put flour in a balloon." Then I realized my mind sounded ridiculous.. which is a daily thing for me :) It's okay I've accepted this reality. So then naturally after I realized that in my mind I was an old fart I decided to just dab a little flour on Davids nose.. cheeks.. lips.. hair... shirt you get the picture. And thats when the flour fight began...
The mess was totally and completely worth it. I sure love this guy.
