The little things in life

My husband...Infuriating,stubborn,totally unromantic,selectively hard of hearing...At times I could happily smack him from one end of the country to the next and back.

A week or so ago,it got very cold and we had snow in the morning.It didn't settle near the coast but the mountains around us were covered with snow.After a cold day at school(remember,no heating in the classrooms..Brr),I drove home in the sunshine.I pulled into the driveway and there,sitting by our front door were 2 little snowmen.They were already half melted but still,they were snowmen!As Annie has never knowingly seen a snowman,I picked her up from daycare early and took her home.And she had a lovely time with them(and put their eyes and arms back in!).The next morning ,they were gone.

And the lesson I learned from this?So OK,my husband can be the most annoying person I know, but a man who drives up to the mountains during his lunch hour at work and without time to eat ,gets a bucketful of snow,rushes home and makes a couple of little snowmen and just manages to get back to his desk in time simply so his daughter can see her first snowman,is a very good man.And this is the man I married nearly 10 years ago. It really is the little things in life that count.And I could do with remembering that a little more often.