Yesterday morning he came home bright and early after PT, before I even jump outta bed, and tells me it's going to snow that night. I do my sleepy happy dance and carry on with my day. Later in the day, when I got into my car, I look over and what do I see? An ice scraper. THAT speaks to my heart <3
Reason number 232436 is this little interaction:
After waking up and realizing that it is not after all snowing (no need for that ice scraper I guess) but just really really cold out and raining, Trey walks in from yet another morning of PT soaking wet from said rain. He showers, I selfishly get a bowl of cereal for myself and plop down on the couch. He comes out and I hear him in the kitchen:
Me: Treeeyyyyy, are you making coffee??
Me: YES!! I would have but I didn't even think about it.
T: breaks out in full enthusiastic rendition of "Who's yo daddyyy, who's your baby..." blah blah blah.
Off now to drink my hot coffee and try to work up the enthusiasm to go to the gym in that freezing rain. I wish working out was part of my job, like Trey, so I didn't have a choice!