My husband is adorable.
This morning we ran to the store for pop tarts (because little alien wanted them) and while we're there we're discussing lunch and my husband goes, "do we have bread?"
"Yep. We still have that baguette i got at the bakery yesterday ."
He stopped, stared at me and looked utterly heartbroken. "Did you eat it?"
He just nodded. "The whole thing?"
"I was hungry when I got off work and when I opened the bag, it looked like you had eaten half and I thought, 'oh she left half for me!' And I ate the rest of it. I'm so sorry. I'm an awful husband!"
For the next 30 minutes he just looked like a kicked puppy.
I kept telling him that I wasn't mad. I really wasn't. I had even told him that there was bread to eat if he got hungry. I just didn't expect him to eat the whole thing.
Even a couple of hours later he goes, "in still really sorry."
At that point I told him that if he apologized again, I was really going to be upset. I love this dork.
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