If I wrote a love letter to my husband every day (I don’t, but if I did), today’s would read like this:
I fall more in love with you every day. Or rather I fall in love with you again every day. Little things remind me of how amazing you are and how lucky we are and I go through all the motions from A to Z.
Today I was tidying up when I came across these rainbow pencils.
Purchased by my husband in a flurry at the gift shop of the de Young on our first City Day. Our kiddo had BEGGED for “the rainbow kitty pens” when we were in the gift shop and we’d said “Not now, sweetie.”
At the end of the day (and on the cusp of a breakdown) I took her outside while Rhys dashed off for minute. He met us at the slide and whispered “I wasn’t sure which ones she meant and there weren’t any kitty pens so I bought every type of rainbow pencil I could find.”
Three “rainbow” pencils, all swirled together, and a slew of regular pencils in a rainbow of colors.
Sweet, sweet man.
Completely wrong , she’s wanted the rainbow gel pens, with lids that looked like kitties.
Which after discussing it, I dashed back to grab them, not to spoil her, but to give her something to use that will remind her of this day.
And she uses them all the time. Like today, to make a valentine-birthday card for her new BFF.
And I laughed, holding these pencils, remembering that day last May when we traipsed over to San Francisco and the right man bought the wrong pencils.
Another beautiful mistake.
Let’s go make more.
Pretty Good Ugly 