Fatherload is awesome.
Not only has he kept the house clean, done the laundry, made me soup, looked sympathetically at my bloody, bruised, b-button, told me I'm beautiful as I wake up with crusted drool on my face, but..
yesterday he asked me if I wanted anything special, I told him "cookies, chocolate chip, hot, fresh baked," (I'm not the least bit demanding) and within an hour I had hot cookies next to my bed.
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I knew he was hiding a lot of goodness and love inside. You've been outed, Fatherload---in a good way. Ha! (Now would you come over and do my laundry??)
Leo rules.
Wow - I'm impressed!
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