a small thought

I always imagine that one day my husband and I will host classy little get togethers. He, charming, and I, by his side, will be good hosts. Before the guests arrive, I'll help him get ready, buttoning him up and maybe tousling his hair a bit just for fun. After this, I will hold him tightly and whisper how I love him so. Then, we will be ready to open the door to our home that will soon be filled with laughter and good times.