When Scott and I were first married, we sat around one day trying to think of ridiculous pet names for each other. I decided that the worst one I could think of for Scott was Bean Bag. Well it stuck. Every once in a while I like to throw it out there.
Today is one of those days.
|Is there anything better than a mug of Hot Chocolate on the front porch?|
My mom requested in an email that we send her our Christmas wish list and this is the reply that my Bean Bag sent to her.
New bladder and uterus for Erin:) Lots of visits for her at hospital:) A doctor that hopefully wasn't trained in the Harmon's butcher department this time:) A miraculous recovery so that we can miraculously have more children:) I'm easy, you can actually just pick 2 out of the 4 if you wish:)
I feel truly blessed to have a husband that finds so much joy in raising a family with me and his most sincere wish is to have more children.