. . . starts the car for me on cold mornings and calls to warn me about slick roads.
How would you fill in the blank, "I love it when you __________________"?
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26 comments:
I love this Jane!
wonderful to see love in everyday thoughtfulness
I completely agree with you...it is so nice to get into a warm car. That is love!
This winter (in Washington) has been very cold. OH to have your car all nice and warm before you had to get in. That is so nice.:)
I love it when you...find money in an old pocket and you feel rich for the rest of the day...
That's very sweet.
Braving the cold so you don't have to is definitely an act of love.
I love it when you [my sister] stop by our house with my two cute nephews, and end up staying for lunch and play time.
it really is the little things isnt it. i need to give more little things i think.
i remember my mom doing that in the morning. she'd turn on the car in her pjs, and go get ready for work. one time i was sleep walking and i tried to lock her out in the snow in her jammies! its a family favorite story.
Oh yes, that's a good one. I love it when Matt closes the bedroom door and turns off my alarm and takes care of hockey on a Saturday morning. A few hours of heaven . . .
so sweet!
I love it when Steve calls me during the day just to see how I am. I do love it when he starts my car on cold rainy Norway days too!
That is beyond kindness.
Love is a big thing made up of so many little meaningful moments...how thoughtful of Calvin!
Warm cars are the best! And a heads up on the road is good too! That is great!
Oh, that's a good one!
That would be extra nice when I'm running late for school. Say, every morning it's all iced over!
Great, creative post.
What a sweetie! There's nothing like a good man.
Its great that you appreciate it!
The little things really make the difference!
how great to get into a warm car!
I love it when I don't HAVE to go anywhere... so the car doesn't even have to be warmed up!
That is sweet though.
What a wonderful gesture. How sweet that he is so thoughtful!
perfect! i would love that, too
The littlest things always mean the most.
Pretty darn cute.
I love it when my husband brings me a Route 44 Stawberry Limeaide from Sonic when he goes to the Tri-cities without me!!!
Calvin is a great guy!
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