How many of you wives suggest for your husband to do something, and he hems and haws and balks and acts like he *reaaalllyyy* doesn't want to do it, but then ends up loving the end result like, a lot? ✋️
"Tea party!" He had mumbled under his breath. "Who needs tea parties?"
"Nobody *needs* tea parties Babe, but I promise you that your daughters will cherish these memories for years to come.
Now why don't you go change your shirt?"
"Do I have to change out of my comfy pants?"
I tried to make an annoyed face, but ended up just chuckling.
"No, I guess not. I'll just photograph your top half."
"Well I'm NOT wearing something different than my favorite flip-flops so it would look weird anyway. I'll be right back I guess."
And he disappeared upstairs, only to reappear in a few minutes.
"It's wrinkled," he grumbled, "and I ain't wasting time to umwrinkle it."
"I really doubt the girls will notice.
So it's fine.
Hurry up, Chari is waiting on the other side of the curtain with her eyes closed.
Neither of the girls have seen it in here since I decorated and set up the table..."
I must add, when he saw these pictures, he *almost* cried. And Chari wrote all about it in her journal, so it was definitely a big hit with them.
It was worth it to this very pregnant mama to do all of that work to make these wonderful memories! 💕
