Laughter and love.

I'm not a morning person. I wake up and take great pride in how grumbly I can be. That's my normal.

This morning, though, Peter succeeded in making me laugh. Like, for 5 minutes. Before coffee.

The back story: I've been working for months to plan our 4 weeks away. I have lists upon lists upon lists. Pages and pages of lists. Last night I asked him to pull the camping stuff down for me and he promised he would do it in the morning.

This morning: He comes out to the back deck where I'm reading the paper and asks me if I can make a list of all the camping things that he needs to pull off the shelves. And then he hands me a pad of post-it notes. Those little square ones. For my camping-in-the-Rockies list.

There's nothing like a good belly-laugh first thing in the morning.

Thank you, honey. This is why I fell in love.