Sometimes, well, a lot of the time actually, my husband knows exactly what I need. An escape. A peaceful evening outdoors. Not having to make dinner. These are the things he gave me on Friday night. It wasn't very long. We had to squish in between running some other errands. But it was glorious!
We bought pizza and had a picnic at the Spanish Fork splash pad. Since it was evening, there was hardly anyone else there, and it wasn't blazing hot either. We ate and threw breadcrumbs at the seagulls, and watched Ollie try to sneak over to the water.
For an hour, life was calm and perfect. Thanks husband.
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